#EnglishWriters
I like the man who stands right up And takes his share of praise or b… And then, unchanged by loss or gai… Treats all his neighbors just the… The man, who, if he liked you once…
Oh, man must dream of gladness whe… And a hint of something better is… And nobody wakes at morning but ho… To have come to a richer pleasure… For man is a dreamer ever. He gli…
It is better to die for the flag, For its red and its white and its… Than to hang back and shirk and to… And let the flag sink out of view. It is better to give up this life
He was just a small church parson… Looked and dressed and acted like… He wore the cleric’s broadcloth an… But he had a man’s religion and he… And he heard the call to duty, and…
I cheated a good friend yesterday, Kept what was his, and went my way… Wronged him by silence-for in hast… I let a glad thought go to waste. I had a word of cheer to speak,
For this and that and various thin… It seems that men must get togethe… To purchase cups or diamond rings Or to discuss the price of leather… From nine to ten, or two to three,
Something to talk about, something… Something to laugh at the whole da… Something to look at with pride an… Something for friends to come in j… Something you can’t sum up all the…
We was speakin’ of folks, jes’ com… An’ we come to this conclusion, That wherever they be, on land or… They warm to a home allusion; That under the skin an’ under the…
It’s funny when a feller wants to… And wants to wear a uniform and lu… And ain’t afraid of submarines nor… They will not let him go along to… They make him stay at home and be…
BLUE skies mighty temptin’, an’… An’ my wo’k is gettin’ harder eber… Ain’t a-takin’ any int’rest in de… Jes’ sittin’ heah an’ wishin’ time… Jes’ a-wishin’ fo’ de fishin’
To gentle ways I am inclined; I have no wish to kill. To creatures dumb I would be kind… I like them all, but still Right now I think I’d like to be
Let loose the sails of love and le… With breezes sweet with tenderness… Scorn not the praises youthful lov… Romance is old, but it is lovely s… Not he who shows his love deserves…
Dead they left Him in the tomb And the impenetrable gloom, Rolled the great stone to the door… Dead, they thought, forevermore. Then came Mary Magdalene
When The Minister Calls My Paw says that it used to be, Whenever the minister came for tea… ‘At they sat up straight in their… An’ put all their common things ou…
There are many to cheer when the b… There are many to shout for the ri… There are many to rail at the worl… But few have the grit for the figh… There are thousands to start with…