We ought to make the moments notes Of happy glad Thanksgiving; The hours and days, a silent praise Of music we are living.

Give us that grand word 'woman' once again, and let's have done with 'lady'; one's a term full of fine force, strong, beautiful, and firm, fit for the noblest use of tongue or pen; and one's a word for lackeys.

Content is not the pathway to great deeds.

The man who radiates good cheer, who makes life happier wherever he meets it, is always a man of vision and faith.

It is easy to tell the toiler How best he can carry his pack But no one can rate a burden's weight Until it has been on his back

Oh! not for the great departed, Who formed our country's laws, And not for the bravest-hearted, Who died in freedom's cause, And not for some living hero To whom all bend the knee, My muse would raise her song of praise - But for the man to be.

Laugh, and the world laughs with you: Weep, and you weep alone. For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own.