Gungy Couplet
The
land it needs some rain they tell;
It
needs some elbow grease as well.
Hard Sense Couplet
He
who travels on his face
Seldom
ever wins the race.
A
wisp of straw chewed now and then
Beats
idle talk by idle men.
One
man grows rich, another poor,
But
only God and truth endure.
c.
May 31, 1914
(The first two were clipped
onto a page containing the third and fourth, that being the back of
the same
Royal Insurance Company
Ltd. stationary as two other poems from May 31, 1914)
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