Maxioms by James Russell Lowell
Thet tells the story! Thet's wut we shall git
By tryin' squirtguns on the burnin' Pit;
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Thet tells the story! Thet's wut we shall git
By tryin' squirtguns on the burnin' Pit;
For the day never comes when it'll du
To kick off dooty like a worn-out shoe.
The future works out great men's destinies;
The present is enough for common souls,
Who, never looking read more
The future works out great men's destinies;
The present is enough for common souls,
Who, never looking forward, are indeed
Mere clay wherein the footprints of their age
Are petrified forever.
The very room, coz she was in,
Seemed warm f'om floor to ceilin'.
The very room, coz she was in,
Seemed warm f'om floor to ceilin'.
Thank God every morning when you get up that you have something to do that day, which must be done, read more
Thank God every morning when you get up that you have something to do that day, which must be done, whether you like it or not.
Fortune is the rod of the weak, and the staff of the brave.
Fortune is the rod of the weak, and the staff of the brave.
