One Big Vice In A Man Is

Howbeit, Though No Scholar, I Am Not One Of Those Who Misuse The English Speech, And, Being Foolishly Led By The Hasty Custom Of Scriveners And Printers To Write The Letters "t" And "h" Joined Together, Which Resembleth A "y," Do Incontinently Jump To The Conclusion The The Is Pronounced "ye,"--the Like Of Which I Never Heard In All England.

When Folks Find I Ain't Afeard To Speak My Mind On Their Affairs, They Kinder Guess I'm Tellin' The Truth About My Own.

Hark! I Hear The Tramp Of Thousands, And Of Armèd Men The Hum; Lo, A Nation's Hosts Have Gathered Round The Quick Alarming Drum Saying, Come, Freemen, Come! Ere Your Heritage Be Wasted, Said The Quick Alarming Drum.

Nobody Shoulders A Rifle In Defense Of A Boarding House.

If, Of All Words Of Tongue And Pen, The Saddest Are, It Might Have Been,' More Sad Are These We Daily See: 'it Is, But Hadn't Ought To Be!'