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Our Support + (<div class="poem"> <p>Industry will our talents improve,<br /> Deficiencies from our abilities remove.<br /> With energies noble it is in accord,<br /> It brings to all its highest reward. </p> </div>)
On a Tree Fallen Across The Road + (<div class="poem"> <p>Insisting always on our own way so.<br /> She likes to halt us in our runner tracks,<br /> And make us get down in a foot of snow<br /> Debating what to do without an axe. </p> </div>)
Get there if you can and see the land you were once proud to own + (<div class="poem"> <p>Intimate as war-time prisoners in an isolation camp, <br /> Living month by month together, nervy, famished, lousy, damp. </p> </div>)
XXII + (<div class="poem"> <p>Intimate as war-time prisoners in an isolation camp, <br /> Living month by month together, nervy, famished, lousy, damp. </p> </div>)

Across the Continent by the Lincoln Highway + (<div class="poem"> <p>Introduction </p> </div>)

Cities + (<div class="poem"> <p>Is our task the less sweet<br /> that the larve still sleep in their cells?<br /> Or crawl out to attack our frail strength: </p> </div>)
Indignation and Jubilation + (<div class="poem"> <p>It long has been our own opinion,<br /> That here within our small dominion,<br /> Many men have paid a fine<br /> Just from persecution blind. </p> </div>)
Brown’s Descent or, the Willy-Nilly Slide + (<div class="poem"> <p>It must have looked as if the course<br /> He steered was really straight away<br /> From that which he was headed for—<br /> Not much concerned for them, I say. </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>It was Claire's first bad day since the hole in the mud. She had started gallantly, scooting along the level road that flies straight west of Fargo. But at noon she encountered a restaurant which made eating seem an evil. </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>It was Claire, not the man, who was embarrassed. </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>It was somewhat inconsistent to add, "There's a bully place—sneak in and let her get past me again. But she won't catch me following next time!" </p> </div>)
Quatrains + (<div class="poem"> <p>It's all decreed—the mighty earthquake crash;<br /> The countless constellations' wheel and flash;<br /> The rise and fall of empires, war's red tide;<br /> The composition of your dinner hash. </p> </div>)
Interest Bearing Investments + (<div class="poem"> <p>It’s known to all to be the law,<br /> That interest should you wish to draw,<br /> On something that you have within,<br /> You first must put that something in. </p> </div>)
The Value of Thrift + (<div class="poem"> <p>It’s not the savings that you make<br /> That turn into a rich man’s stake.<br /> It’s lessons soundly learned of thrift,<br /> That are to you a priceless gift. </p> </div>)
Knutsford Park Races + (<div class="poem"> <p>Jockeys lookin' quite dem bes',<br /> In deir racin' clo'es all dress'<br /> (Judge de feelin's how dem proud)<br /> Show de harses to de crowd:<br /> Now you'll see de knowin' faces<br /> At de Knutsford Park big races. </p> </div>)
Days of Opportunity + (<div class="poem"> <p>John Jacob Astor started poor,<br /> He peddled goods from door to door,<br /> Thomas Edison of our present day,<br /> Has traveled far along the way. </p> </div>)
The Value of Thrift + (<div class="poem"> <p>Just save a five and then a ten,<br /> And when you add some more again,<br /> You’re bound to make your saving score,<br /> Each little makes a little more. </p> </div>)
The Road to Glory + (<div class="poem"> <p>Just then a gal, big, black and tall,<br /> Shouted, "Fo' de story I sho' does fall.<br /> With de dev'l I's fightin' both day an' night,<br /> But with yo' story I's winnin' de fight." </p> </div>)
She being Brand + (<div class="poem"> <p>K.)i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her </p> </div>)
Knutsford Park Races + (<div class="poem"> <p>Ladies white an' brown an' black,<br /> Fine as fine in gala frock,<br /> Wid dem race-card in dem han'<br /> Pass 'long to de dollar stan':<br /> Happy-lookin' lady faces<br /> At de Knutsford Park big races. </p> </div>)
Knutsford Park Races + (<div class="poem"> <p>Ladies, … <div class="poem"></br><p>Ladies, 'teppin' up quite cool,<br /></br>Buy dem tickets at de pool;<br /></br>Dough 'tis said he's got a jerk,<br /></br>Dere's no harse like Billie Burke:<br /></br>Look roun' at de cock-sure faces<br /></br>At de Knutsford Park big races.</br></p></br></div> roun' at de cock-sure faces<br /> At de Knutsford Park big races. </p> </div>)
Knutsford Park Races + (<div class="poem"> <p>Last day o' de race—all's done,<br /> An' de course is left alone;<br /> Everybody's goin' home,<br /> Some more light dan when dey'd come:<br /> Oh! de sad, de bitter faces<br /> After Knutsford Park big races! </p> </div>)
XXII + (<div class="poem"> <p>Lawrence was brought down by smut-hounds, Blake went dotty as he sang, <br /> Homer Lane was killed in action by the Twickenham Baptist gang. </p> </div>)
Get there if you can and see the land you were once proud to own + (<div class="poem"> <p>Lawrence was brought down by smut-hounds, Blake went dotty as he sang, <br /> Homer Lane was killed in action by the Twickenham Baptist gang. </p> </div>)
XXII + (<div class="poem"> <p>Lawrence, Blake and Homer Lane, once healers in our English land; <br /> These are dead as iron for ever; these can never hold our hand. </p> </div>)
Get there if you can and see the land you were once proud to own + (<div class="poem"> <p>Lawrence, Blake and Homer Lane, once healers in our English land; <br /> These are dead as iron for ever; these can never hold our hand. </p> </div>)
The Steering Wheel + (<div class="poem"> <p>Like a panther leaping through the air,<br /> With plenty of power and some to spare,<br /> For a Six Studebaker more of zeal,<br /> You'll have when once you turn the wheel. </p> </div>)
XXII + (<div class="poem"> <p>Lured with their compelling logic, charmed with beauty of their verse, <br /> With their loaded sideboards whispered ‘Better join us, life is worse.’ </p> </div>)
Get there if you can and see the land you were once proud to own + (<div class="poem"> <p>Lured with their compelling logic, charmed with beauty of their verse, <br /> With their loaded sideboards whispered ‘Better join us, life is worse.’ </p> </div>)
Free Air + (<div class="poem"> <p>MISS BOLTWOOD OF BROOKLYN IS LOST IN THE MUD </p> </div>)