#English #XXCentury #1916 #AHeapO'Livin'
Life is a jest; Take the delight of it. Laughter is best; Sing through the night of it. Swiftly the tear
When he has more than he can eat To feed a stranger’s not a feat. When he has more than he can spend It isn’t hard to give or lend. Who gives but what he’ll never mis…
The doctor leads a busy life, he w… Long hours he spends to help the o… He cannot call his time his own, n… His duties claim him through the n… And yet the doctor seems to be Go…
People liked him, not because He was rich or known to fame; He had never won applause As a star in any game. His was not a brilliant style,
“When shall I be a man?” he said, As I was putting him to bed. “How many years will have to be Before Time makes a man of me? And will I be a man when I
So long as men shall be on earth There will be tasks for them to do… Some way for them to show their wo… Each day shall bring its problems… And men shall dream of mightier de…
I’d rather see a sermon than hear… I’d rather one should walk with me… The eye’s a better pupil and more… Fine counsel is confusing, but exa… And the best of all the preachers…
THE way to make friends is as eas… As breathing the fresh morning air… It isn’t an art to be studied Alone by the men who can spare The time from their every day labo…
MAY all your little cares depart By which your heart is troubled; May perfect peace supplant the sma… And all your joys be doubled. May every wish you have come true,
Sittin’ on the porch at night when… Just restin’ there an’ talkin’, wi… An’ my shirt band thrown wide open… Oh, it’s then I’m at my richest,… For the scent of early roses seems…
Aye, we will follow the Flag Wherever she goes, Into the tropic sun, Into the northern snows; Go where the guns ring out
Way out in the woods there are bro… By the light of a candle, in Gree… And in far away places are thousan… Who several languages speak. I have sat near a stove in a queer…
“I work for someone else,” he said… “I have no chance to get ahead. At night I leave the job behind; At morn I face the same old grind… And everything I do by day
Queerest little chap he is, Always saying: ‘Aw Gee Whiz!’ Needing something from the store That you’ve got to send him for And you call him from his play,
NEVER so happy as when I ‘m at… I ’m not so anxious to wander or r… Rather sit down with the folks who… With somebody’s youngster astride… And gallop him off to the wonderfu…