Maxioms by 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.
Boys flying kites haul in their white winged birds;
You can't do that way when you're flying words.
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Boys flying kites haul in their white winged birds;
You can't do that way when you're flying words.
"Careful with fire," is good advice we know
"Careful with words," is ten times doubly so.
Thoughts unexpressed may sometimes fall back dead;
But God Himself can't kill them when they're said.
Yellow, mellow, ripened days,
Sheltered in a golden coating;
O'er the dreamy, listless haze,
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Yellow, mellow, ripened days,
Sheltered in a golden coating;
O'er the dreamy, listless haze,
White and dainty cloudlets floating;
Winking at the blushing trees,
And the sombre, furrowed fallow;
Smiling at the airy ease,
Of the southward flying swallow
Sweet and smiling are thy ways,
Beauteous, golden Autumn days.
But I have learned a thing or two; I know as sure as fate,
When we lock up our read more
But I have learned a thing or two; I know as sure as fate,
When we lock up our lives for wealth, the gold key comes too
late.
Not all the labor of the earth
Is done by hardened hands.
Not all the labor of the earth
Is done by hardened hands.