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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.
Under the roof where the laughter… That’s where I long to be; There are all of the glorious thin… Meaning so much to me. There is where striving and toilin…
He will not come to him this year… An imitation Santa Claus must ser… Last year he heard the reindeers p… And as he dreamed the kindly saint… But Christmas Eve he will not com…
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
How fine it is at night to say: ‘I have not wronged a soul to-day. I have not by a word or deed, In any breast sowed anger’s seed, Or caused a fellow being pain;
These are the lessons I would lea… Not how to climb above all men, Not how the greatest sums to earn, Not how to wield a master pen; But I would learn how I can be
TWO long-haired friends at table… And sipped some old Sauterne, And each one sought throughout the… The other’s tricks to learn. ‘I see some dandruff on your coat,…
There never was a family without i… With legs a little longer than the… An’ a shock of hair that brush an’… An’ hands that somehow never seem… The one with freckled features and…
My father often used to say: 'My boy don’t throw a thing away: You’ll find a use for it some day.… So in a box he stored up things, Bent nails, old washers, pipes and…
I’M for the happy man every time, The man who smiles as he goes his… Whether he’s up or whether he’s do… I ‘m for the man with a grin, I s… I ’m for the man who can bear his…
At 10 p. M. COME, let us make merry with inn… Let us drink to the year that is d… Let us wish one another the best t… Now quickly, the moments are flyin…
The bright spots in my life are wh… Although that grim disturbance bri… The week between the old girl’s’ r… Is one that’s filled with happines… The charm of living’s back again—a…
Mothers never change, I guess, In their tender thoughtfulness. Makes no difference that you grow Up to forty years or so, Once you cough, you’ll find that s…
When I was but a little lad I alw… No matter what the rig we had, rig… The front seat was the honor place… And I manoeuvred to avoid the cus… We children used to scramble then…
This is the song of the many Who seldom are mentioned in praise… The glorious millions of toilers Who splendidly live out their days… The millions unlured by great rich…