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s fall down to earth,--
The little scraps are you.
The blossoms, down in the meadow,
In the gardens, and woods, and the hills,
Are singing, too, with their playmates,
The birds, and the breezes, and rills.
And I think, if you listen closely,
In the sweet glad days of spring,
With the song of the brook, the breeze, and the birds,
You can hear the flowers sing.
--MOOREHOUSE
Good-night, little shivering grasses!
'Tis idle to struggle and fight
With tempest and cruel frost-fingers;
Lie down, little grasses, to-night!
Good-night, little shivering grasses!
Lie down 'neath the coverlet white,
And rest till the cuckoo is singing;
Good-night, little grasses, good-night!
--_A November Good-night._--BEERS
Daffydowndilly came up in the cold,
Through the brown mould,
Although the March breezes blew keen on her face,
Although the white snow lay on many a place.
I can't do much yet, but I'll do what I can.
It's well I began!
For unless I can manage to lift up my head,
The people will think that the Spring herself's dead.
O Daffydowndilly, so brave and so true,
I wish all were like you!
So ready for duty in all sorts of weather,
And holding forth courage and beauty together.
--WARNER
One to-day is worth two to-morrow's.--POOR
RICHARD'S ALMANAC
The future is purchased by the present.--SAMUEL
JOHNSON
The sober second thought is always essential,
and seldom wrong.--MARTIN VAN BUREN
Recollect that trifles make perfection, and
that perfection is no trifle.--MICHAEL ANGELO
Have more than thou showest,
Speak less than thou knowest.
--SHAKESPEARE
Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle
that fits them all.--O. W. HOLMES
Let all the end thou aim'st at be thy country's,
Thy God's and truth's.
--SHAKESPEARE
Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but
in rising every time we fall.
Learn to obey and y
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