If wisdom’s height is only disenchantment, As say the cynics of a certain school, And sages grow more sad in their advancement, Then folly is the wisdom of the fool. Since fools know happiness through lack of knowledge, And see things fair because they shut their eyes, Then any one can tell, who’s been to college, That wisdom is the folly of the wise.
If wisdom’s height is only disenchantment, As say the cynics of a certain school, And sages grow more sad in their advancement, Then folly is the wisdom of the fool. Since fools know happiness through lack of knowledge, And see things fair because they shut their eyes, Then any one can...
A Man more kindly, in his careless way, Than many who profess a higher creed; Whose fickle love might change from day to day, And yet be faithful to a friend in need; Whose manners covered, through life’s outs and ins, Like charity, a multitude of sins. A man of honor, too, as such things go...
We were ordered to Samoa from the coast of Panama, And for two long months we sailed the unequal sea, Till we made the horseshoe harbor with its curving coral bar, Smelt the good green smell of grass and shrub and tree. We had barely room for swinging with the tide— There were many of us...
