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A Happy Philosopher. Dec 8.-99.

I like the weather rainy, & I like the weather dry
I like the world, & like the plan, the Ruler runs it by.
Theres [mebbe] droughty seasons -
in some fair, and [farmers] spot.
While a streak of too wet weather,
blights another, like as not.
But I so love earth's roses,
that the little thorns dont hurt.
And life to me is something more -
Than drudgery, and dirt;
God turned my taste to sweetness
So I shun the bitter lies.
And I find so much of honey
I'm a robbin' of the bees.

I've found that corn fields stunted
Till they would'nt pay to shock,
Will yield in huckin season -
Lots of nubbins, for the stock.
And the shrivelled wheat, that rusted
(One of Nature's weather tricks)