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28903	Guest, Edgar A. (Edgar Albert)	All That Matters			.txt	text/plain	12304	1111	99	How much of every man to-day the world thinks wise or brave For time has come an' stained its walls an' called the young away; Come the summer days that I used to know, An' the mother an' the father handing all the good things out, There never comes a lonely day but what we miss the laughing ways For peace is born of simple things--a kindly word, a good-night kiss, An' says they're just like the boys he knew. Some day the world shall hail you as a man. And when at last shall come your happy day, To-day the task is mine to do, like those who've gone before All things grow lovely in a little while, I only know I'd like to see them smile forever on life's way; But I know, like the friends of my garden, we shall all meet together Stand up to life and play the man--	./cache/28903.txt	./txt/28903.txt