Arthur Guiterman Quotes

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Admitting Error clears the Score
And proves you Wiser than before.

Arthur Guiterman
Of all cold words of tongue or pen
The worst are these: "I knew him when—"

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We dwell within the Milky Way, Our Earth, a paltry little mommet, Suspended in a grand array Of constellation, moon and comet.

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Until the Donkey tried to clear The Fence, he thought himself a Deer.

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For the young Gaels of Ireland
Are the lads that drive me mad,
For half their words need footnotes
And half their rhymes are bad.

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A Man consumes the Time you make him Wait In thinking of your Faults-so don't be late!

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Recall from Time's abysmal chasm That piece of primal protoplasm The First Amoeba, strangely splendid, From whom we're all of us descended.

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God's Road is all uphill, but do not tire; Rejoice that we may still keep climbing higher.

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When the bat's on the wing and the bird's in the tree, Comes the starlighter, whom none may see. First in the West where the low hills are, He touches his wand to the Evening Star. Then swiftly he runs on his rounds on high, Till he's lit every lamp in the dark blue sky.

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While poets feign that, passing earthly bars,
We Fireflies shall someday shine as Stars,
Our scientists, more plausibly surmise
That Stars are underdeveloped Fireflies.

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Let Poets chant of Clouds and Things In lonely attics! A Nobler Lot is his, who clings To Mathematics. Sublime he sits, no Worldly Strife His Bosom vexes, Reducing all the Doubts of Life To Y's and X's.

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It's lovely having grass and trees and flowers
(Of course, at times, mosquitoes are a pest).
Yes, life is life out here in Rangely Towers
(Of course Some People like the city best)!

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The three-toed tree-toad
Sings his sweet ode
To the moon;
The funny bunny
And his honey
Trip in tune.

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Commute with me, my Love, and be merry;
How vain in the City to dwell
When apple-trees blow in Dobbs' Ferry
And lilacs adorn New Rochelle!
White Plains is the Garden of Allah
And Pelham's the Pearl of the Sea;
There's bliss in the name of Valhalla —
Oh, fly to the Suburbs with me!

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The Deer don't dine
When a Wolf's about,
And the Porcupine
Sticks his quill-points out.

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The Cat on your hearthstone to this day presages, By solemnly sneezing, the coming of rain!

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Oh the saddest of sights in a world of sin Is the little lost pup with his tail tucked in.

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The Stones that Critics hurl with Harsh Intent
A Man may use to build His Monument.

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The tusks which clashed in mighty brawls
Of mastodons, are billiard balls.
The sword of Charlemagne the Just
Is Ferric Oxide, known as rust.
The grizzly bear, whose potent hug,
Was feared by all, is now a rug.
Great Caesar's bust is on the shelf,
And I don't feel so well myself.

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Amoebas at the start
Were not complex;
They tore themselves apart and started Sex.

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Oh, who would choose to be a traveler? —
That anxious railway-guide unraveler
Who spends his nights in berths and bunks,
His days in chaperoning trunks;
Who stands in line at gates and wickets
To spend his means on costly tickets
To Irkutsk, Liverpool and Yap
And other dots upon the map.

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