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A poor life this if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare.
As long as I love Beauty I am young.
But cats to me are strange, so strange I cannot sleep if one is near.
It was the rainbow gave thee birth, and left thee all her lovely hues.
Teetotallers lack the sympathy and generosity of men that drink.
The more help a person has in his garden, the less it belongs to him.
What is this life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?
Being in this fine mood, I spoke to a little boy, whom I saw playing alone in the road, asking him what he was going to be when he grew up. Of course I expected to hear him say a sailor, a soldier, a hunter, or something else that seems heroic to childhood, and I was very much surprised when he answered innocently, 'A man.'
Cockneys make good beggars. They are held in high esteem by the fraternity in America. Their resource, originality and invention, and a never-faltering tongue enable them to often attain their ends where others fail, and they succeed where the natives starve.
How the snow falls in the north! Flake on flake falling incessantly, until the small dingles are almost on a level with the uplands. It throws itself on the leaves of autumn, and holds them down in security from the strongest winds.
However careful a tramp may be to avoid places where there is abundant work, he cannot always succeed.
I dislike society because conversation exhausts my brain more than silent thought - again, I cannot hold my water long enough for a prolonged conversation.
I don't suppose there is a more daring or more impudent rascal on earth than a good American beggar. It is always his boast that he has begged an ex-president, or the present one, and he claims to have received benefits from a number of well-known millionaires, actors, and prize-fighters.
I had made up my mind to find a woman to share my life: one who would leave London altogether and go with me into the green country and be satisfied.
I had now been in the United States of America something like five years, working here and there as the inclination seized me, which, I must confess, was not often. I was certainly getting some enjoyment out of life, but now and then the waste of time appalled me, for I still have a conviction that I was born to a different life.
I like to give pennies to children, but unfortunately, a man cannot do these things if he lives in a small village or town where his face is known and seen every day. For children take advantage, as I know to my cost, and would gather round him like hens around a farmer when he scatters grain.
I like to see a good scientific bout by men who know the use of their hands but would rather walk twenty miles than see animals in strife.
It has always been a wonder to me where my conversational power has gone: at the present time, I cannot impress the most ordinary men.
It is not altogether shyness that now makes me unsuccessful in company. Sometimes it is a state of mind that is three parts meditation, that will not free the thoughts until their attendant trains are prepared to follow them.
It was a proof of Welsh good nature: so long as I had a friend that knew and could introduce me, the whole Welsh people would do anything to entertain, and would even neglect their business to do so. But as a stranger in Wales, it is difficult to break through their suspicion and mistrust.
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W. H. Davies
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BirthDate
03 July, 1871
DeathDate
26 September, 1940
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Wales
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