In each duty Lies a beauty If your eyes you do not shut, Just as surely And securely As a kernel in a nut. MAY 16TH. For manners are not idle, but the fruit Tennyson. And duty fitly done best wins the skies. MAY 17TH. Whose armor is his honest thought, A. H. Hill. Wotton. I know a maiden with a laughing face Is full of mischievous and mirthful grace. Mrs. Kemble. Words are things of little cost; MAY 19TH. Labor, dream, endure, aspire, Muloch. MAY 20TH. You must learn to deal with odd and even in life as well as in figures. I won't be dull, and faded, and gray, George Eliot. And drudge in the household from day to day But I mean to grow fresher every year. |