Oh, we have friends in England, a… And should we have to travel there… Undaunted we should sail away, and… Because awaiting us would be someb… Full many a journey here we make w…

HE died a poor man, so they say, Few were the dollars stored away By him while he lived, and yet His memory I’ll not forget. A spendthrift! True, but not for…

MARK TWAIN is dead! No, no, t… Say rather Clemens knows life’s m… Say rather Clemens has been calle… But Twain still lives for all the… Mark Twain is dead! 'T is false,…

He was down and out, and his pluck… And he said to me in a gloomy way: ‘I’ve wasted my chances, one by on… And I’m just no good, as the peop… Nothing ahead, and my dreams all d…

‘Wait till your Pa comes home!’ O… What a dreadful threat for a boy t… Yet never a boy of three or four But has heard it a thousand times… ‘Wait till your Pa comes home, my…

He has heard his country calling,… And he’s doing something bigger th… He has caught a greater vision tha… And I know to-day I’m prouder of… His speech is soft and vibrant wit…

Life is a challenge to the bold, It flings its gauntlet down And bids us, if we seek for gold And glory and renown, To come and take them from its sto…

When the young folks gather 'round… Singin’ all the latest songs gathe… Or they start the phonograph an’ s… An’ hold a little party dance, I’… Then I sorter settle back, plumb…

A convalescin’ woman does the stra… An’ it’s wonderful the courage tha… O, it’s never safe to leave her fo… Or you’ll find th’ doctor’s good w… There’s that wife o’ mine, I reck…

Most folks, as I’ve noticed, in p… Are always expecting too much out… They wail an’ they fret Just because they don’t get The best o’ the sunshine, the fair…

Home was never home before, Till the baby came. Love no golden jewels wore, Till the baby came. There was joy, but now it seems

AH Nellie, you were always fair,… I’ve sung about your wealth of hai… Your charms are many I confess, b… To praise in my poor humble way th… It may be other maidens play a bet…

I mustn’t forget that I’m gettin’… That’s the worst thing ever a man… I must keep in mind without bein’… That old ideas must give away to n… Let me be always upon my guard

Here’s our story, page by page, Happy youth and middle-age, Smile and tear-drop, weal and woe Such as all who live must know– Here it is all written down,

Where is the road to Arcady, Where is the path that leads to pe… Where shall I find the bliss to b… Where shall the weary wanderings c… These are the questions that come…