I cannot sing the old songs Though well I know the tune, Familiar as a cradle-song With sleep-compelling croon; Yet though I'm filled with music, As choirs of summer birds, I cannot sing the old songs-- I do not know the words.
There are two days in the week about which and upon which I never worry... Yesterday and Tomorrow. - Robert Jones Burdette
There are two days in the week about which and upon which I never worry... Yesterday and Tomorrow.
- Robert Jones Burdette
Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. - Robert Jones Burdette
Don't go around saying the world owes you a living.
It isn't the experience of today that drives men mad. It is the remorse for something that happened yesterday, and the dread of what tomorrow may dis… - Robert Jones Burdette
It isn't the experience of today that drives men mad. It is the remorse for something that happened yesterday, and the dread of what tomorrow may dis…
I cannot sing the old songs Though well I know the tune, Familiar as a cradle-song With sleep-compelling croon; Yet though I'm filled with music, As … - Robert Jones Burdette
I cannot sing the old songs Though well I know the tune, Familiar as a cradle-song With sleep-compelling croon; Yet though I'm filled with music, As …
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