The Face On The Barroom Floor by Hugh Antoine D Arcy. ‘TWAS a balmy summer evening, and a goodly crowd was there, Which well-nigh filled Joe’s barroom, on the corner of the square; And as songs and witty stories came through the open door, A vagabond crept slowly in and posed upon the floor.

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Go to the ant, O sluggard

Observe her ways and be wise,

Which, having no chief,

Officer, or ruler;

Prepares her food in the summer,

And gathers her provisions in the harvest.

(Proverbs 15:19)


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