LaconicsHolmes Book Company, 1912 - 302 pages |
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Page 14
... woman and makes a fool of a man . The most beautiful thing is Truth . Beauty without virtue is a rose with a bad smell . Beauty a beautiful soul in a beautiful body . What good is beauty to the blind ? Beer . The more beer the less ...
... woman and makes a fool of a man . The most beautiful thing is Truth . Beauty without virtue is a rose with a bad smell . Beauty a beautiful soul in a beautiful body . What good is beauty to the blind ? Beer . The more beer the less ...
Page 29
... woman . Better live with a yawling cat than a brawling woman . Caught . He set a trap for his adversary and put his own foot in it . " Oi've cotched a Tartar , " yelled Pat from the picket - line . " Bring him in , " replied his cap ...
... woman . Better live with a yawling cat than a brawling woman . Caught . He set a trap for his adversary and put his own foot in it . " Oi've cotched a Tartar , " yelled Pat from the picket - line . " Bring him in , " replied his cap ...
Page 41
... woman without heart who makes fools of men without brains . Cork . He wuz frum Cork , an ' we cudn't cork ' im up . - Bronco Bill . Corn . Where weeds grow corn will grow . The farmer grows corn on his field ; the dude grows corn on his ...
... woman without heart who makes fools of men without brains . Cork . He wuz frum Cork , an ' we cudn't cork ' im up . - Bronco Bill . Corn . Where weeds grow corn will grow . The farmer grows corn on his field ; the dude grows corn on his ...
Page 54
... woman . Never cast dirt into the well from which thou hast drank . - Hebrew Prov . Send your dirty shirt to the wash - tub . He wuz a great polytician ; he cud eat a peck uf puddin ' with his friends an ' a peck uf dirt with his enemies ...
... woman . Never cast dirt into the well from which thou hast drank . - Hebrew Prov . Send your dirty shirt to the wash - tub . He wuz a great polytician ; he cud eat a peck uf puddin ' with his friends an ' a peck uf dirt with his enemies ...
Page 55
... woman wears cotton in her ears . Disease . Vanity is a disease - most people catch it . If health were only " catching , " instead of dis- ease ! Disgrace . The fear of disgrace , more than the love of virtue , deters men and women from ...
... woman wears cotton in her ears . Disease . Vanity is a disease - most people catch it . If health were only " catching , " instead of dis- ease ! Disgrace . The fear of disgrace , more than the love of virtue , deters men and women from ...
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Page 203 - Seest thou a man wise in his own conceit? there is more hope of a fool than of him.
Page 34 - Wherever God erects a house of prayer, The Devil always builds a chapel there: And 'twill be found upon examination, The latter has the largest congregation.
Page 22 - Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print; A book's a book, although there's nothing in't.
Page 115 - Whoe'er has travelled life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome at an inn.
Page 100 - To render happy : all who joy would win Must share it, — Happiness was born a twin.
Page 258 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
Page 244 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Page 119 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me 'Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Page 175 - tis public folly feeds. The slaves of custom and establish'd mode, With packhorse constancy we keep the road, Crooked or straight, through quags or thorny dells, True to the jingling of our leader's bells. To follow foolish precedents, and wink With both our eyes, is easier than to think...
Page 137 - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.