Will Carleton Quotes

Fare you well, old house! you're naught that can feel or see,
But you seem like a human bein'—a dear old friend to me;
And we never will have a better home, if my opinion stands,
Until we commence a-keepin' house in the house not made with hands.

I don't complain of Betsy or any of her acts,
Exceptin' when we 've quarreled and told each other facts.

Over the hill to the poor-house I'm trudgin' my weary way.

To appreciate heaven well
'T is good for a man to have some fifteen minutes of hell.

I have talked with Betsy, and Betsy has talked with me,
And so we've agreed together that we can't never agree.

Betsy, like all good women, had a temper of her own.

Not a log in this buildin' but its memories has got
And not a nail in this old floor but touches a tender spot.

Things at home are crossways, and Betsy and I are out.

The more we arg'ed the question the more we did n't agree.

There's lots of people—this town wouldn't hold them;
Who don't know much excepting what's told them.