When God first viewed the rose He… He smiled, and thought it passing… Upon the bloom His hands He laid, And gently blessed each petal ther… He summoned in His artists then

The sumac’s flaming scarlet on the… An’ the pear trees are invitin’ ev… Now the gorgeous tints of autumn a… Till it seems that you can almost… There’s a solemn sort o’ stillness…

It’s bedtime, and we lock the door… Put out the lights– the day is o’e… All that can come of good or ill, The record of this day to fill, Is written down; the worries cease…

PROUD is the state of its millio… And proud is the state of its name… In its borders are masters of brus… And wide as the world is its fame. It stands for the best of the bloo…

When something or other has made h… His rattle he throws on the floor; The times he is good and the times… His rattle he throws on the floor. When there is a smile on his pink…

Said Dan McGann to a foreign man… ‘Let me tell you this,’ and for em… ‘Don’t talk to me of the bourjoiss… Of your socialists or your anarchi… For I’ve had enough of this forei…

You can tyke h’it from me, 'e’s as… Never goes balmy h’or loses ‘is ’e… Nothing h’at all h’ever robs ‘im o… Once when I told ’im 'is rich h’a… ‘E looked h’at me blandly,

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…

When I was but a little lad of si… One joy I knew that has been lost… Then Saturday was baking day and… The while I stood about and watch… And I was there to have fulfilled…

Mine is a song of hope For the days that lie before; For the grander things The morrow brings When the struggle days are o’er.

IF you would smile a little more And I would kinder be, If you would stop to think before You speak of faults you see. If I would show more patience, to…

When I was just a little lad Not more than eight or nine, One special treat to make me glad Was set apart as ‘mine.’ On baking days she granted me

IF the song I have to sing Is a dreary, gloomy thing, I would rather silent be; If I cannot sing of cheer, I will never let you hear

COME, open your door, there’s a… Who is eager to wish you a Happy… He rings at the bell and he’s read… ‘The New Year is in and the old y… And long may you prosper and long…