Occupation: Writer Birth: December 23, 1874 Death: October 30, 1936
O'er the rugged mountain's brow Clara threw the twins she nursed, And remarked,'I wonder now Which will reach the bottom first?.
Send me the half that's got my keys..
Billy, in one of his nice new sashes, Fell in the fire and was burnt to ashes; Now, although the room grows chilly, I haven't the heart to poke poor ….
Virtue its own reward? Alas! And what a poor one as a rule! Be virtuous and life will pass Like one long term of Sunday School..
Guten Morgen, mon ami!Heute ist es schönes Wetter!Charmé de vous voir ici!Never saw you looking better!.
Weep not for little Leonie, abducted by a French Marquis. Though loss of honor was a wrench, just think how it's improved her French..
We should all learn to take things easily - other people's things..
What makes Existence really nice Is Virtue--with a dash of Vice..
Aunt Jane observed, the second time She tumbled off a bus, 'The step is short from the Sublime To the Ridiculous..