oses throng!
Don't you sigh or sorrow!
Raptures full and free
Crown each glad tomorrow,
Sweet, for you and me!
June-time and tune-time,
Where the roses throng,
Life-time and love-time
And the world of song!
The Candidate.
He's getting so busy, he makes the world dizzy,
His smoke can be seen from afar;
He kisses the babies and flatters the ladies
And gives the old man a cigar!
Good-bye, Dear Heart.
I.
Good-bye, Dear Heart! I go my own sad way,
And you go yours, and Life is agony;
And yet I must not weakly beg you stay,
In spite of all your absence means to me.
II.
Though distance part, though sky and sea divide,
To you I must not reach detaining hands;
The years are many and the world is wide,
And Love's fair roses bloom in many lands.
III.
With all the joys and all the wishes fond
My soul sends after you, we can't regret;
The raptures wait us in the sweet Beyond,
And we shall teach our memories to forget.
IV.
We meet no more! The hand-clasp and embrace,
The hot, mad kiss, the crush of lips to lips,
The melt of eye and tender flush of face,--
These all for us have passed to last eclipse.
V.
So, good-bye, Dear! Good-bye for evermore!
Adown the years our halting feet shall press,
Our lone hearts wander, till the quest is o'er,
And Love shall lead us back to happiness!
The Kingbolt Philosopher.
"I've knowed some mighty fine scholars in figgers," said Uncle Ezra
Mudge, "that never could calkilate the problem of human life. Purty near
every feller when he gets to figgerin' on it, tries to git the Almighty
Dollar fer the answer, and it won't figger out. I've seen lots of men in
my time an' I never seed one yit that money made happy. An' if happiness
ain't the answer to all this here figgerin' an' foolin' an' fightin',
then I give it up.
"I'd ruther have Myrandy sing 'Ole Fokes at Home' when I'm lonesome like
than to hev $10 Williams layin' around all over the place. It's more
comp'ny to me, a whole lot more!"
Toss a Kiss to Care.
Toss a kiss to Care, and say,
"You are only for a day";
You with all your woes and tears
Never linger through the years.
Toss a kiss to Care, and be
Happy in your ecstasy;
Bid your grief begone, and smile
With the pleasures for awhile!
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