When all that matters shall be wri… And the long record of our years i… Where sham, like flesh, must peris… When the tomb closes on our fair r… And priest and layman, sage and mo…
Until she died we never knew The beauty of our faith in God. We’d seen the summer roses nod And wither as the tempests blew, Through many a spring we’d lived t…
I must get out to the woods again,… Away from the haunts of pale-faced… I must get out where the skies are… Out where there’s never a task to… I must get out on the trails once…
Mother and the baby! Oh, I know n… For all the dreams of all the worl… And be the baby in his cot or nest… The picture they present is one wi… Mother and the baby—and the mother…
Old-fashioned letters! How good t… And nobody writes them now; Never at all comes in the scrawl On the written pages which told us… The news of town and the folks we…
Jes’ the sort o’ weather and jes’… Which seem to suit my fancy, with… On a sea o’ smooth blue water. Oh… With an 'I’ in all my thinkin’, b… That the Lord who made us humans…
My Pa says that he used to be A bright boy in geography; An’ when he went to school he knew The rivers an’ the mountains, too, An’ all the capitals of states
I wonder if he’ll stop to think, When the long years have traveled… Who heard his plea: ‘I want a dri… Who was the first to hear him cry? I wonder if he will recall
I’ve watched him change from his b… To little frocks, and later on I… And though it was of calico, those… Until the day we all agreed ’twas… I say I’ve seen the changes come,…
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
When the umpire calls you out, It’s no use to stamp and shout, Wildly kicking dust about— Play the game! And though his decision may
Once the house was lovely, but it’… For time has come an’ stained its… An’ all that’s left for mother an’… Is to sit an’ tell each other what… We couldn’t keep 'em always an’ we…
I must be fit for a child to play… Fit for a youngster to walk away w… Fit for his trust and fit to be Ready to take him upon my knee; Whether I win or I lose my fight,
Grandmother says when I pass her… ‘Just half of that, please.’ If I serve her the tenderest port… ‘Just half of that, please.’ And be the dessert a rice pudding…
I would not be too wise’so very wi… That I must sneer at simple songs… And let the glare of wisdom blind… To humble people and their humble… I would not care to climb so high…
The house is as it was when she wa… There’s nothing changed at all abo… The books she loved to read are wa… As if to-morrow they would see her… Her room remains the way it used t…
Bit of a priest and a bit of sailo… Bit of a doctor and bit of a tailo… Bit of a lawyer, and bit of detect… Bit of a judge, for his work is co… Cheering the living and soothing t…
A boy and his dad on a fishing tri… There is a glorious fellowship! Father and son and the open sky, And the white clouds lazily drifti… And the laughing stream as it runs…
There’s a heap o’ satisfaction in… An’ I’m always glad I’m livin’ wh… An’ I guess at every meal-time I’… For I like whatever dishes Mother… But there’s just one bit of eatin’…
I’m sorry for a fellow if he canno… In a grate fire’s friendly flaming… If in quiet contemplation of a che… He sees nothing there recalling al… Then his mind is dead to fancy and…
I have a kindly neighbor, one who… Beside my gate and chats with me a… Gives me the glory of his radiant… And comes at times to help with wi… No station high or rank this man c…
Death crossed his threshold yester… And left the glad voice of his lov… To him the living now will come And cross his threshold in the sel… To clasp his hand and vainly try t…
There never comes a lonely day but… Of those who used to walk with us… We seldom miss the earthly great’t… But, as the years go racing by, we… The chair wherein he used to sit r…
There is no music quite so sweet As patter of a baby’s feet. Who never hears along the hall The sound of tiny feet that fall Upon the floor so soft and low
This is the phrase they love to sa… ‘Just like a man!’ You can hear it wherever you chanc… ‘Just like a man!’ The wife of the toiler, the queen…
It needed just an extra turn to ma… A few more minutes on the job and… But he begrudged the extra turn, a… The man was back for more repairs… Two men there are in every place,…
Some fellers’ pas seem awful old, An’ talk like they was going to sc… An’ their hair’s all gone, an’ the… Or holler an’ shout when they come… They don’t get out in the street a…
Perhaps the victory shall not come… Perhaps I shall not reach the goa… It may be at the last I shall be… And falter as the promised land I… Yet I must try for it and strive…
When I was but a little lad, my o… That none should wind the clock bu… He’d fumble for the curious key ke… And set aside that little task ent… In time Grandfather passed away,…
We were sittin’ there, and smokin’ of our pipes, discussi… Like taxes, votes for wimmin, an’ the totterin’ thrones of kings… When he ups an’ strokes his whiske…
