Maxioms by George Arnold
O sweet September, they first breezes bring the dry leaf's rustle and the squirrel's laughter, the cool fresh air whence read more
O sweet September, they first breezes bring the dry leaf's rustle and the squirrel's laughter, the cool fresh air whence health and vigor spring and promise of exceeding joy hereafter.
The living need more charity than the dead
The living need more charity than the dead
The living need charity more than the dead.
The living need charity more than the dead.
And he sang every night as he went to bed. 'Let us be happy down here below: the living should read more
And he sang every night as he went to bed. 'Let us be happy down here below: the living should live, though the dead be dead.' Said the jolly old pedagogue long ago.
Learn while you're young', he often said, 'there is much to enjoy, down here below, life for the living, and read more
Learn while you're young', he often said, 'there is much to enjoy, down here below, life for the living, and rest for the dead!'
