Now we may have more preachers out there than we have drinkers. But a fellow told me a story one time about a man down in Kentucky... where they make bourbon. And he said you can take a jigger or two jiggers and get by all right. But if you try to take the whole bottle why you have lost what you started with. So don't try to take it too quick. And don't try to do all of it at once. I don't do much promising. I tell what my goals are and then I try to wrap it up and put a blue ribbon on it and get it delivered. We say put the coonskin on the wall.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He meditates the breeder's art. He has a half a mind to start,... With her for Mother Eve, a race That shall all living things displace.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When first this order was ordained, my lords, Knights of the Garter were of noble birth,... Valiant and virtuous, full of haughty courage.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Of all my prosecutors ... not one is my peer, but each and all are my political sovereigns; and had your honor submitted my case t...o the jury, as was clearly your duty, then I should have had just cause of protest, for not one of those men was my peer; but, native or foreign born, white or black, rich or poor, educated or ignorant, sober or drunk, each and every man of them was my political superior; hence, in no sense, my peer.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and stanch he stands;... And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And the musket moulds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair; And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue Kissed them and put them there.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And they wonder, as waiting the long years through In the dust of that little chair,... What has become of our Little Boy Blue, Since he kissed them and put them there.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
No more shall the war cry sever, Or the winding rivers be red:... They banish our anger forever When they laurel the graves of our dead! Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the Judgment Day:-- Love and tears for the Blue; Tears and love for the Gray.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Why make so much of fragmentary blue In here and there a bird, or butterfly,... Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »