Category Archives: Old School

Old School: Myself


 

 

Myself


I have to live with myself, and so

I want to be fit for myself to know,

I want to be able, as the days go by,

Always to look myself straight in the eye;

I don’t want to stand, with the setting sun,

And hate myself for the things I have done.


I don’t want to keep on a closet shelf

A lot of secrets about myself,

And fool myself, as I come and go,

Into thinking that nobody else will know

The kind of a man I really am;

I don’t want to dress up  myself in sham.


I want to go out with my head erect,

I want to deserve all men’s respect;

But here in the struggle for fame and pelf

I want to be able to like myself.

I don’t want to look at myself and know

That I’m a bluster and bluff and empty show.


I can never hide myself from me;

I see what others may never see;

I know what others may never know,

I never can fool myself, and so

Whatever happens, I want to be

Self-respecting and conscience free.


-Edgar A Guest

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Old School: Don’t Quit



I felt that this was appropriate for the new year. So many times have I started something and never finish it out. So many times am I left wondering what would have happened if I followed through with what I started. This poem is simple but direct, see what you started through. I love that these timeless poems hit home even today. Enjoy.

 

Don’t Quit

“When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

when the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,

When the funds are low and the debts are high,

And you want to smile, but you have to sign,

When care is pressing you down a bit,

Rest, if you must – but don’t you quit.


Life is queer with its twists and turns,

As everyone of us sometimes learns,

And many a failure turns about

When he might have won had he stuck it out;

Don’t give up, though the pace seems slow -

You might succeed with another blow.


Often the goal is nearer than

It seems to a faint and faltering man,

Oftern the struggler has give up

When he might have captured the victor’s cup

And he learned to late, when the night slipped down,

How close he was to the golden crown.


Success is failure turned inside out-

The sliver tint of the clouds of doubt-

And you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems afar;

So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit-

It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit.”

-Author unknown.

Old School: How To Be Happy

How To Be Happy

Are you almost disgusted with life, little man?

I’ll tell you a wonderful trick

That will bring you contentment, if anything you can,

Do something for somebody, quick!

Are you awfully tired with play, little girl?

Wearied, discouraged, and sick-

I’ll tell  you the loveliest game in the world,

Do something for somebody, quick!

Though it rains, like the rain of the flood, little man,

And the clouds are forbidding and thick,

You can make the sun shine in your soul, little man,

Do something for somebody, quick!

Though the star are like brass overhead, little girl

And the walks like a well-heated brick,

And our earthly affairs in a terrible whirl,

Do something for somebody, quick!

- Author Unknown

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Old School: I Know Something Good About You

I Know Something Good About You

Wouldn’t this old world be better

If the folks we meet would say-

“I know something good about you!”

And treat us just that way?

Wouldn’t it be find and dandy

If each handclasp, fond and true,

Carried with it this assurance-

“I know something good about you!”

Wouldn’t life be lots more happy

If the good thats in us all

Were the only thing about us

That folks bothered to recall?

Wouldn’t life be lots more happy

If we praised the good we see?

For theres such a lot of goodness

In the worst of you and me!

WOuldnt it be nice to practice

That fine way of thinking, too?

You know something good about me,

I know something good about you?

-Louis C. Shimon

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Old School: Optimisim

 

 

 

Optimism 

TALK HAPPINESS. The world is sad enough

Without your woes. No path is wholly rough

Look for the places that are smooth and clear,

And speak of those, to rest the weary ear

Of earth, so hurt by one continuous strain

Of human discontent and grief and pain

TALK FAITH. The world is better off without

Your utter ignorance and morbid doubt.

If you have faith in God, or man, or self,

Say so. If not, push back upon the shelf

Of silence all your thoughts, till faith shall come;

No one will grieve because your lips are dumb.

TALK HEALTH. The dreary, never-changing tale

Of mortal maladies is worn and stale.

You cannot charm, or interest, or please

By harping on that minor chord, disease.

Say you are well, or all is well with you,

And God shall hear your words and make them true.

-Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Old School: The Winds Of Fate

The Winds Of Fate

One ship drives east and another drives west

With the selfsame winds that blow.

‘Tis the set of sails

And not the gales

Which tell us the way to go.

Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate,

As we voyage along through life:

‘Tis the set of a soul

That decides its goal,

And not the calm or the strife.

-Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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