#English #XXCentury
God grant me these: the strength… Some needed service here; The wisdom to be brave and true; The gift of vision clear, That in each task that comes to me
Father’s in the woodshed, Cleaning forty fish; Mother’s in the kitchen, Washing every dish; Sister’s upstairs making
OUR children are our monuments, The little ones we leave behind, If they are good and brave and kin… And labor here with true intents, Our lives and work perpetuate
AGE is calling to me, with his fi… It is urging me to wander down the… It has lined my cheeks with furrow… And is ever whispering to me that… But the heart of me keeps saying,…
You’re just a little fellow with a… Just three-foot-six of mischief se… You’re always up to something with… And you leave a trail o’ ruin on t… An’ I wonder, as I watch you, an’…
WHOM is your boy going to for ad… Tough Johnny Jones at the end of… Rough Billy Green or untaught Ji… Who is now guiding his innocent fe… Who takes him walking or swimming…
If I had youth I’d bid the world… I’d answer every challenge to my w… And though the silent mountains sh… I’d try to make them subject to my… I’d keep my dreams and follow wher…
His eye was wild and his face was taut with anger and hate and rage, And the things he muttered were much too strong for the ink of the printed page. I found him there when the dusk...
He shall be great who serves his c… He shall be loved who ever guards… His worth the starry banner long s… Who loves his land too much to sto… Who shares the splendor of these s…
The road to laughter beckons me, The road to all that’s best; The home road where I nightly see The castle of my rest; The path where all is fine and fai…
They lived together thirty years, I Through storm and sunshine, wea… They shared each other’s hopes and… She still his sweetheart, he her b… She, proud of him, though he was n…
A FRIEND of mine said yesterday… Who paid ten thousand dollars for… He owns an automobile now, a saddl… And smokes cigars at fifty cents a… He is a lucky chap, indeed! He go…
Mine is a song of hope For the days that lie before; For the grander things The morrow brings When the struggle days are o’er.
The miser thinks he’s living when… The soldier calls it living when h… The sailor thinks it living to be… And upon this very subject no two… But I hold to the opinion, as I w…
There are little eyes upon you, an… There are little ears that quickly… There are little hands all eager t… And a little boy that’s dreaming o… You’re the little fellow’s idol, y…