#EnglishWriters
H’if a Yankee cutthroat ’acks ’… H’it tykes a year to pack 'im h’… ’E can h’always dig h’up some h’ex… To keep your justice creepin’ like… But h’in H’England, h’if a bloke…
Send her a valentine to say You love her in the same old way. Just drop the long familiar ways And live again the old-time days When love was new and youth was br…
Comes in flying from the street; 'Where’s Mamma?’ Friend or stranger thus he’ll gree… 'Where’s Mamma?’ Doesn’t want to say hello,
Never a sigh for the cares that sh… Never a thought of the joys that f… Her one regret that she couldn’t d… Thoughtless and selfish, her Mast… Oh, the long nights that she came…
We’ve never seen the Father here,… The finest type of manhood since t… And, summing up the works of God,… The greatest is the Son He sent t… Through Him we learned the ways o…
The choir we had in Pixley wasn’t… But today if I could hear it I wo… There warn’t a singer in it that c… To study with the masters and to l… There warn’t no variations, warn’t…
The new - fangled churches that do… Aren’t the churches that satisfy m… I 'm firm in my notion that angels… An’ Heaven is a place we shall se… I 'm an old-fashioned man, full of…
SINCE I have done my best, I do Not fear the outcome; here I stan… Prepared for judgment when men vie… The labor of my heart and hand. If good, then happy I shall be,
SAY, Mister Carpenter, you know,… I guess your Pa and Ma forgot to… An’ I can’t come here any more to… Coz my Pa says a man like you ain… You 'member yesterday, when you wa…
I REMEMBER the first tiny cry… And my heart felt a thrill that it… And my face which a moment before… With the sunlight of love and of h… And yet I am sure that I loved he…
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…
“GIVE me the prettiest valentine You’ve got in the shop,' said he, ‘One with the tenderest sort o’ li… In type that her eyes can see. One that she won’t need her specs…
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,
When we’ve honored the heroes retu… When we’ve mourned for the heroes… When we’ve done all we can for the… Who stood to the shot and the shel… Let us all keep in mind those who…
When Pa comes home, I’m at the do… An’ then he grabs me off the floor An’ throws me up an’ catches me When I come down, an’ then, says… ‘Well, how’d you get along to-day?