Maxioms by James Russell Lowell
Compromise makes a good umbrella, but a poor roof; it is temporary expedient, often wise in party politics, almost sure read more
Compromise makes a good umbrella, but a poor roof; it is temporary expedient, often wise in party politics, almost sure to be unwise in statesmanship.
Thet tells the story! Thet's wut we shall git
By tryin' squirtguns on the burnin' Pit;
For read more
Thet tells the story! Thet's wut we shall git
By tryin' squirtguns on the burnin' Pit;
For the day never comes when it'll du
To kick off dooty like a worn-out shoe.
He seemed a cherub who had lost his way
And wandered hither, so his stay
With us read more
He seemed a cherub who had lost his way
And wandered hither, so his stay
With us was short, and 'twas most meet,
That he should be no delver in earth's clod,
Nor need to pause and cleanse his feet
To stand before his God:
O blest word--Evermore!
So we're all right, an' I, for one,
Don't think our cause'll lose in vally
By rammin' read more
So we're all right, an' I, for one,
Don't think our cause'll lose in vally
By rammin' Scriptur' in our gun,
An' gittin' Natur' for an ally.
The rich man's sons inherits cares;
The bank may break, the factory burn,
A breath may burst read more
The rich man's sons inherits cares;
The bank may break, the factory burn,
A breath may burst his bubble shares,
And soft, white hands could hardly earn
A living that would serve his turn.