“Twas a jolly old pedagogue, long ago, Tall and slender, and sallow and dry; His form was bent, and his gait was slow, His long thin hair was white as snow, But a wonderful twinkle shone in his eye. And he sang every night as he went to bed, "Let us be happy down here below: The living should live, though the dead be dead." Said the jolly old pedagogue long ago.” ShouldLongSaidEyeHappinessFormNightWhiteWonderfulHairBedSnowHis EyesDryTallEvery NightLong AgoBentSlenderJollyGait Author:George Arnold
“Here with my beer I sit, while golden moments flit: alas! They pass unheeded by: and as they fly, I, being dry, sit idly sipping here, my beer.” MomentsGoldenBeerDryAlasSippingGolden Moments Book:Drift: A Sea-shore Idyl : and Other Poems Source: Drift: A Sea-shore Idyl : and Other Poems
“O sweet September, thy first breezes bring The dry leaf's rustle and the squirrel's laughter, The cool fresh air whence health and vigor spring And promise of exceeding joy hereafter.” FirstsJoyAirSweetPromiseSpringLaughterDrySeptemberLeafsBreezeHereafterVigorFresh AirSquirrelsDry Leaves Book:Poems Grave and Gay Source: Poems Grave and Gay
