A PRACTICAL VIEW OF IT.
The folks that write of fields of green where birds and daisies rule, I’ll bet you, never struck them fields and ploughed a Georgy mule ; And them that write of tinkling bells in dells where cattle roam, I’ll bet you, never had to drive the scampering cattle home! And them that sing of woodlands sweet, and softly sighing pines, I’ll bet yon, never had to tramp through prickly briers and vines And cut a cord of wood or two ! No matter what they say, The country ain’t as purty as it looks from far away 1 Just let ’em come and try it—where people have to rise, Before the sun has blazed away along the chilly skies. And work from then until the stars look from the darkening dome— I’ll bet you, ’fore the day was done they’d all make tracks for home ! And yet they keep on singing of country life ‘ so sweet,’ And leave out all the mortgages and notes we have to meet ! We thank ’em for their compliments —for all the words they say ; But still—we ain’t as purty as we look from far away !
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIX, Issue XIII, 18 September 1897, Page 395
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194A PRACTICAL VIEW OF IT. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIX, Issue XIII, 18 September 1897, Page 395
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