#English #XXCentury #1917 #JustFolks
Let loose the sails of love and le… With breezes sweet with tenderness… Scorn not the praises youthful lov… Romance is old, but it is lovely s… Not he who shows his love deserves…
We cannot count our friends, nor s… How many praise us day by day. Each one of us has friends that he Has yet to meet and really know, Who guard him, wheresoe’er they be…
YOU can’t pay back in dollars wha… You can’t repay in kindness all th… You little know the perils he has… And the wealth of Rockefeller thi… Just remember, as you travel, now…
The lady what comes up to our hous… Is awfully poor, an’ she’s got Three babies t’ care for, an’ that… An’ that’s why she worries a lot. An’ Ma says her husband don’t hel…
There are many to cheer when the b… There are many to shout for the ri… There are many to rail at the worl… But few have the grit for the figh… There are thousands to start with…
I CAN stand for the man with the… On the back of his green colored h… For there are a lot of good fellow… Who somehow have fallen for that. The fedora of plush is a lid I do…
‘What is the glory of age?’ I sai… ‘A hoard of gold and a few dear fr… When you’ve reached the day that y… And see the place where your journ… When Time has robbed you of youth…
TWe used to think her frivolous—y… parents are, A little quick to see the faults a… that mar The girl their son is fond of and…
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…
Up to the ceiling And down to the floor, Hear him now squealing And calling for more. Laughing and shouting,
There’s a battered old drum on the… And a Teddy bear sleeps in my cha… There’s a doll carriage barring th… Ah, it’s weeks since she trundled… There are building blocks strewn i…
On every street there’s a certain… Where the children gather to romp… There’s a certain house where they… To play their games and to sing th… And they trample the lawn with the…
One day, in ages dark and dim, A toiler, weary, worn and faint, Who found his task too much for hi… Gave voice unto a sad complaint. And seeking emphasis to give
One came to the house with a prett… ‘It’s all for the best,' said he, And I know that he sought my hear… And I know that he grieved with m… But I was too full of my sorrow t…
My Pa he eats his breakfast in a funny sort of way: We hardly ever see him at the first meal of the day. Ma puts his food before him