Maxioms by Rudyard Kipling
High noon behind the tamarisks, the sun is hot above us--
As at home the Christmas Day is breaking read more
High noon behind the tamarisks, the sun is hot above us--
As at home the Christmas Day is breaking wan,
They will drink our healths at dinner, those who tell us how they
love us,
And forget us till another year be gone!
I always prefer to believe the best of everybody, it saves so much trouble.
I always prefer to believe the best of everybody, it saves so much trouble.
No printed word, nor spoken plea can teach young minds what they should be. Not all the books on all read more
No printed word, nor spoken plea can teach young minds what they should be. Not all the books on all the shelves – but what the teachers are themselves.
If I were hanged on the highest hill,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!
I know read more
If I were hanged on the highest hill,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!
I know whose love would follow me still,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!
