 | 1859 - 940 pages
...they then were; but I am, and still will be, a boy. God bless the boys and glorious boyhood! " Yes, we're boys, always playing with tongue or with pen,...be men ? Shall we always be youthful, and laughing anil gay, Till the last dear companion drops smiling away '!'' " Then here's to our boyhood, its gold... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 368 pages
...loud as they troop to his call, And the poor man that knows him laughs loudest of all ! Yes, we 're boys, — always playing with tongue or with pen;...the last dear companion drops smiling away ? Then here 's to our boyhood, its gold and its gray ! The stars of its winter, the dews of its May ! And... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1862 - 328 pages
...loudest of all I Yes, we 're boys, — always playing with tongue or with pen; And I sometimes hare asked, Shall we ever be men ? Shall we always be youthful,...the last dear companion drops smiling away ? Then here 'a to our boyhood, its gold and its gray I The stars of ita winter, the dews of its May I And... | |
 | Oliver Wendell Holmes - 1864 - 444 pages
...loud as they troop to his call, And the poor man that knows him laughs loudest of all! Yes, we 're boys, — always playing with tongue or with pen ; And I sometimes have asked, Shall we ever bo men ? Shall we always be youthful, and laughing, and gay, Till the last dear companion drops smiling... | |
 | Lydia Maria Child - 1865 - 482 pages
...we say when we chaff; There 's the " Reverend " What 's his name ? Don't make me laugh ! Yes, we 're boys, — always playing with tongue or with pen,—...the last dear companion drops smiling away ? Then here 's to our boyhood, its gold and its gray ! The stars of its Winter, the dews of its May ! And... | |
 | Lydia Maria Child - 1865 - 478 pages
...Congress," we say when we chaff; There's the "Reverend" What's his name? Don't make me laugh ! Yes, we 're boys, — always playing with tongue or with pen,—...the last dear companion drops smiling away ? Then here 's to our boyhood, its gold and its gray ! The stars of its Winter, the dews of its May ! And... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 510 pages
...as they troop to his call, And the poor man that knows him laughs loudest of all 1 10. Yes, we 're boys, — always playing with tongue or with pen;...gay, Till the last dear companion drops smiling away ? 11. Then here 's to our boyhood, its gold and its gray ! The stars of its winter, the dews of its... | |
 | Richard Edwards - 1867 - 508 pages
...as they troop to his call, And the poor man that knows him laughs loudest of all ! 10. Yes, we 're boys, — always playing with tongue or with pen ;...gay, Till the last dear companion drops smiling away ? 11. Then here 's to our boyhood, its gold and its gray ! The stars of its winter, the dews of its... | |
 | John Swett - 1867 - 252 pages
...that kuows him laughs loudest of all I Yes, we're boys, — always playing with tongue or with pea; And I sometimes have asked, Shall we ever be men '.'...Then here's to our boyhood, its gold and its gray I The stars of its winter, the dews of its May 1 And when we have done with our life-lasting toys,... | |
 | Charles A. Wiley - 1869 - 456 pages
...laugh loud as they troop to his call, And the poor man that knows him laughs loudest of all ! 10. Yes, we're boys, — always playing with tongue or with...gay, Till the last dear companion drops smiling away? 11. Then here's to our boyhood, its gold and its gray ! The stars of its winter, the dews of its May... | |
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s to our boyhood, its gold and its gray! The stars of its winter, the dews of its May! And, when we have done with our life-lasting toys, Dear Father, take care of thy children, THE BOYS. 
