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Page 51 - The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands; And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair; And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue Kissed them and put them there. "Now, don't you go till I come," he said, "And don't you make any noise!
Page 13 - There! little girl; don't cry! There ! little girl ; don't cry ! They have broken your slate, I know ; And the glad, wild ways Of your school-girl days Are things of the long ago ; But life and love will soon come by. There! little girl; don't cry!
Page 85 - LAUGH, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth Must borrow its mirth, It has trouble enough of its own.
Page 84 - There is only one lifter to twenty who lean. In which class are you? Are you easing the load Of overtaxed lifters who toil down the road? Or are you a leaner, who lets others bear Your portion of labor and worry and care ? ELLA WHEELER WILCOX.
Page 85 - Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air; The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go; They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all; There are none to decline...
Page 48 - Where pickerel lay that weighed a pound ! I knew the wood — the very tree Where lived the poaching, saucy crow, And all the woods and crows knew me — But that was very long ago.
Page 10 - Out to Old Aunt Mary's! We cross the pasture, and through the wood Where the old gray snag of the poplar stood, Where the hammering "red-heads" hopped awry, And the buzzard "raised" in the "clearing" sky, And lolled and circled, as we went by Out to Old Aunt Mary's.
Page 52 - And don't you make any noise!" So toddling off to his trundle-bed He dreamed of the pretty toys. And as he was dreaming, an angel song Awakened our Little Boy Blue, — Oh, the years are many, the years are long, But the little toy friends are true. Ay, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand, Each in the same old place, Awaiting the touch of a little hand, The smile of a little face. And they wonder, as waiting these long years through, In the dust of that little chair, What has become of our Little...
Page 83 - Not the rich and the poor, for to rate a man's wealth You must first know the state of his conscience and health. Not the humble and proud, for, in life's little span, Who puts on vain airs is not counted a man. Not the happy and sad, for the swift flying years Bring each man his laughter, and each man his tears. No; the two kinds...
Page 47 - LONG AGO I ONCE knew all the birds that came And nested in our orchard trees, For every flower I had a name — My friends were woodchucks, toads, and bees...