Somebody said that it couldn't be done, but he with a chuckle replied "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one wouldn't say so till he'd tried. He buckled right in with the trace of a grin his face. If he worried he hid it. He started to sing as he tackled the thing that couldn't be done, and he did it.
It Couldn't Be Done, stanza 1, The Path to Home, p. 38 (1919)
"How much do babies cost?" said he the other night upon my knee. And then I said: "They cost a lot. A lot of watching by a cot. A lot of sleepless hours and care. A lot of heart-ache and despair. A lot of fear and trying dread, and sometimes many tears are shed in payment for our babies small, but every one is worth it all.Edgar Guest
So long as men shall be on earth, there will be tasks for them to do. Some way for them to show their worth. Each day shall bring its problems new. And men shall dream of mightier deeds than ever have been done before. There always shall be human needs for men to work and struggle for.Edgar Guest
The things are mighty few on earth that wishes can attain. Whate'er we want of any worth, we've got to work to gain.Edgar Guest