reign pri'vate sta'tion buoy va'por north'ern gleam pau'per no'bod y ag'ile beck'on cun'ning ly with'er with'ered shepherd haw'thorn dale la'zi ness 6 The king reigns. "The post of honor is the private station." Buoys warn sailors of danger. 66 The vapors hug the stream; In all this northern gleam?" 7 "Time did beckon to the flowers, and By noon most cunningly did steal away "And every shepherd tells his tale The approach to the house is by a gentle flu'id noise'less mem'o ry clad va'cant cre ate' scan'dal gos'sip ed'u cate gas'es 8 "It takes two to create a scandal, one gossip to tell it, and one to listen to it." 66 Every man must educate himself." All liquids, air, and all gases are called fluids, because they flow. "With noiseless step, sweet memory comes." "Spring has clad the grove in green." The house is vacant at present. to bac'co car'ry ing taint bel'low ve'hi cle heav'y heav'i ly qui'et ly a mid' lean spur "Evil company is like tobacco smoke -you cannot be long in its presence without carrying away its taint." Do you hear the cattle bellow? "Our minds are like certain vehicles, -when they have little to carry, they make much noise about it; but when heavily loaded, they run quietly." “I lie amid the goldenrod, I love to see it lean and nod." an'them tan'gle tan'gled de ceive' gild dis grace' re tire' hov'el gait un'ion im pel' im pelled' se lect' cas'ket can'ter health wealth knit al'to inn "The sounding aisles of the dim woods rang, To the anthem of the free." "Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive." "A sunny temper gilds the edges of life's blackest clouds.” In disgrace, the thief retires to his hovel, to die. The horse moves at a slow gait. 12 "I feel impelled to select a few of the little gems from this casket of song." It is a pleasure to ride a horse that canters. Health is better than wealth. My aunt will knit a mitten. The lady in the choir sings alto. “For in the inn, there was no better room." nat'u ral cas cade' bee'hive soothe man'tle bel'lows forge fam'ine gaunt rank state wood'land rud'dy am'ber com pel' com pelled' flor'ist ex pend' slug'gard con sid'er 13 "They fall like a natural cascade from rock to rock." "Mine be a cot beside the hill, "I blow the bellows, I forge the steel 14 "It is not birth, nor rank, nor state, But get-up-and-get that makes men great." "On woodlands ruddy with autumn, the sunshine lies." The florist is compelled to expend several hundred dollars to repair the damage done by the storm. "Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise." lux'u ry cor'o net cul'ti vate cher'ish ha'tred splen'dor gar'ment boss tramp 15 "Learn the luxury of doing good.' "Kind hearts are more than coronets." "Great men cultivate love; only little men cherish a spirit of hatred." "And the maize field grew and ripened Till it stood in all the splendor Of its garment green and yellow." "There isn't any such thing as being your own boss unless you're a tramp, and con'sta ble then there's the constable." strength'en "He that wrestles with us strength wres'tle ens our nerves and sharpens our sig'nal height at tain' at tained' com pan'ion 'ward signal. "The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight; But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night.” |