When Twilight Dews Are Falling Soft Upon

The Light That Lies In Woman's Eyes.

A Man Cannot Have A Pure Mind Who Refuses Apple Dumplings.

Who First Invented Work, And Bound The Free And Holiday-rejoicing Spirit Down . . . . To That Dry Drudgery At The Desk's Dead Wood? . . . . Sabbathless Satan!

When True Hearts Lie Wither'd And Fond Ones Are Flown, Oh, Who Would Inhabit This Bleak World Alone?

No One Ever Regarded The First Of January With Indifference.