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Looks as though a cyclone hit him’ Can’t buy clothes that seem to fit… An’ his cheeks are rough like leat… Made for standin’ any weather. Outwards he was fashioned plainly,
When winter shuts a fellow in and… There’s nothing else for him to do… And then before an open fire he sm… He seems to see a picture show of… No ordinary film is that which mem…
DIAMONDS wouldn’t tell yer all… The costliest gift the goldsmith m… There’s nothing known that gold ca… That could explain how glad I am… If I had all the wealth of earth…
My grandpa is the finest man Excep’ my pa. My grandpa can Make kites an’ carts an’ lots of t… You pull along the ground with str… And he knows all the names of bird…
There’s a heap o’ satisfaction in… An’ I’m always glad I’m livin’ wh… An’ I guess at every meal-time I’… For I like whatever dishes Mother… But there’s just one bit of eatin’…
He isn’t very brilliant and his pa… There’s nothing very flashy in his… He has to dig and labor for the th… And lie’s busy learning something… The clever men go by him in a hurr…
You never hear the robins brag abo… Nor do they stop their music gay w… God taught them how to sing an’ wh… To use their talents day by day th… An’ rich or poor an’ sad or gay, t…
Little woman, hourly sitting, Something for a soldier knitting, What in fancy can you see? Many pictures come to me Through the stitch that now you’re…
The things that make a soldier gre… To face the flaming cannon’s mouth… Are lilacs by a little porch, the… The peonies and pansies, too, the… The grass plot where his children…
When we have lived our little live… When we’ve seen all that we shall… When we shall take one backward lo… I pray that you shall be as glad a… Time was we started out to find th…
The new - fangled churches that do… Aren’t the churches that satisfy m… I 'm firm in my notion that angels… An’ Heaven is a place we shall se… I 'm an old-fashioned man, full of…
Fish can be bought in the market p… So it isn’t the fish I’m after. I want to get free from the care-d… And back to an honest laughter, I want to get out where the skies…
The things that haven’t been done… Those are the things to try; Columbus dreamed of an unknown sho… At the rim of the far-flung sky, And his heart was bold and his fai…
He’s doing double duty now; Time’s silver gleams upon his brow… And there are lines upon his face Which only passing years can trace… And yet he’s turned back many a pa…
The little woman, to her I bow And doff my hat as I pass her by; I reverence the furrows that mark… And the sparkling love light in he… The little woman who stays at home…