Will Carleton

The editor sat in his sanctum, his countenance furrowed with
care,
His mind at the bottom of business, read more

The editor sat in his sanctum, his countenance furrowed with
care,
His mind at the bottom of business, his feet at the top of a
chair,
His chair-arm an elbow supporting, his right hand upholding his
head,
His eyes on his dusty table, with different documents spread.

And that was the way
The deuce was to pay
As it always is, at the close read more

And that was the way
The deuce was to pay
As it always is, at the close of the day
That gave us--
Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!
(With some restrictions, the fault-finders say)
That which, please God, we will keep for aye
Our National Independence!

I awoke this morning with devout thanksgiving for my friends, the
old and new.

I awoke this morning with devout thanksgiving for my friends, the
old and new.

To appreciate heaven well
'Tis good for a man to have some fifteen minutes of hell.

To appreciate heaven well
'Tis good for a man to have some fifteen minutes of hell.

To appreciate heaven well, it's good for a person to have some fifteen minutes of hell.

To appreciate heaven well, it's good for a person to have some fifteen minutes of hell.