#English #XXCentury #1916 #AHeapO'Livin'
Some have the gift of song and som… Some have the gift of leadership a… And fame and wealth reward their f… told, But in good time their favorites g…
When sorrow comes, as come it must… In God a man must place his trust… There is no power in mortal speech The anguish of his soul to reach, No voice, however sweet and low,
The brave man journeys straight ah… The coward goes Along his way in constant dread He’ll meet a friend in need, ahead… Or one he owes.
Grandmother says when I pass her… ‘Just half of that, please.’ If I serve her the tenderest port… ‘Just half of that, please.’ And be the dessert a rice pudding…
I don’t see why Pa likes him so, And seems so glad to have him come… He jabs my ribs and wants to know If here and there it’s hurting som… He holds my wrist, coz there are t…
I would not be too wise– so very w… That I must sneer at simple songs… And let the glare of wisdom blind… To humble people and their humble… I would not care to climb so high…
When a cake is nicely frosted and… And it looks as trim and proper as… Would it puzzle you at evening as… To find the chocolate missing from… As you viewed the cake in sorrow w…
The skies are blue and the sun is… and the grass is green and soft And the old charm’s back in the ap… and it calls a boy aloft; And the same low voice that the ol…
Mothers and wives, ’tis the call t… That the bugler yonder prepares to… We stand on the brink of war’s ala… And your men may lie on a blood-st… ground.
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…
The battles for the pickle dish on… The Uno Pedro Club is first and… It started off auspiciously, witho… Good Mrs. Green put all at ease b… Then Mrs. Johnson graciously kiss…
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…
There’s nothing cheers a fellow up… A handclasp and an honest smile th… And when at friendly doors you rin… From all life’s doubts to hear the… see you!’
Pinker than the roses that enrich… Splashing in the bath tub or just… Nothing in the skies above or eart… As fascinating to me as a baby’s l… Every toe a rosebud, on a chubby,…
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