How sweet and gracious, even in common speech, Is that fine sense which men call Courtesy! Wholesome as air and genial as the light, Welcome in every clime as breath of flowers, It transmutes aliens into trusting friends, And gives its owner passport round the globe.
Inner sunshine warms not only the heart of the owner, but all who come in contact with it. - James Thomas Fields
Inner sunshine warms not only the heart of the owner, but all who come in contact with it.
- James Thomas Fields
Just then, with a wink and a sly normal lurch, The owl very gravely got down from his perch, Walked round, and regarded his fault-finding critic (Who… - James Thomas Fields
Just then, with a wink and a sly normal lurch, The owl very gravely got down from his perch, Walked round, and regarded his fault-finding critic (Who…
The man who tells me an indelicate story does me an injury. - James Thomas Fields
The man who tells me an indelicate story does me an injury.
Courtesy gives its owner a passport round the world. It transmutes aliens into trusting friends. - James Thomas Fields
Courtesy gives its owner a passport round the world. It transmutes aliens into trusting friends.
Is n't God upon the ocean Just the same as on the land? - James Thomas Fields
Is n't God upon the ocean Just the same as on the land?
What we sow in youth we reap in age; the seed of the thistle always produces the thistle. - James Thomas Fields
What we sow in youth we reap in age; the seed of the thistle always produces the thistle.
How sweet and gracious, even in common speech, Is that fine sense which men call Courtesy! Wholesome as air and genial as the light, Welcome in every… - James Thomas Fields
How sweet and gracious, even in common speech, Is that fine sense which men call Courtesy! Wholesome as air and genial as the light, Welcome in every…
Let heaven-eyed Prudence battle with Desire. - James Thomas Fields
Let heaven-eyed Prudence battle with Desire.
Oh, to be home again, home again, home again! Under the apple-boughs, down by the mill! - James Thomas Fields
Oh, to be home again, home again, home again! Under the apple-boughs, down by the mill!
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