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Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man.
Sam Walter Foss -
Bring me men to match my mountains: Bring me men to match my plains: Men with empires in their purpose and new eras in their brains.
Sam Walter Foss
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Strew gladness on the paths of men-You will not pass this way again.
Sam Walter Foss -
Seek not for fresher founts afar, just drop you bucket where you are.
Sam Walter Foss -
I say the very things that make the greatest StirAn' the most interestin' things, are things that did n't occur.
Sam Walter Foss -
The sweet mellifluous milking of the cow.
Sam Walter Foss -
There are purple grapes in the Land of Git-Thare.
Sam Walter Foss -
A hundred thousand men were ledBy one calf near three centuries dead;They followed still his crooked wayAnd lost a hundred years a day;For thus such reverence is lentTo well-established precedent.
Sam Walter Foss
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We felt the universe wuz safe, an' God wuz on his throne.
Sam Walter Foss -
He had a startling genius, but somehow it did n't emerge;Always on the evolution of things that would n't evolve;Always verging toward some climax, but he never reached the verge;Always nearing the solution of some theme he could not solve.
Sam Walter Foss