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So on we glide  O, life of joy; What pleasure has the glad school boy! SO ON WE GLIDE OH LIFE OF JOY WHAT PLEASURE HAS THE GLAD SCHOOLBOY
 things to look upon, They claim our warmest love. [Illustration] QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS. [Illustration: W] Who showed the little ant the way Her narrow hole to bore, And spend the pleasant summer day In laying up her store? The sparrow builds her pretty nest Of wool, and hay, and moss; Who told her how to build it best, And lay the twigs across? Who taught the busy bee to fly Among the sweetest flowers, And lay his store of honey by, To eat in winter hours? 'Twas God who showed them all the way, And gave them all their skill; He teaches children, if they pray, To do his holy will. [Illustration] WINTER SPORT. [Illustration: D] Down, down the hill how swift I go! Over the ice, and over the snow; A horse or cart I do not fear. For past them both my sled I steer. [Illustration] Hurra! my boy! I'm going down, While you toil up; but never frown; The far hill-top you soon will gain, And then, with all your might and main, You'll dash by me; while, full of glee, I'll up again to dash by thee!  POEM NUMBER FIVE GEMS OF POETRY FOR GIRLS AND BOYS BY UNKNOWN THIS LIVER BOX RECORDED IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN POEM FIVE WINTER SPORT DOWN DOWN THE HILL HOW SWIFT I GO OVER THE ICE AND OVER THE SNOW A HORSE OR A CART I DO NOT FEAR FOR PAST THEM BOTH MY SLED I STEER HURRAH I'M BOY I'M GOING DOWN WHILE YOU TOIL UP BUT NEVER FROWN THE FAR HILL TOP YOU SOON WILL GAIN AND THEN WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT I MADE YOU'LL DASH BY ME WELL FULL OF GLEE I'LL UP AGAIN DASH BY THEE
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