#English #XIXCentury #XXCentury
(With apologies to the singer of t… I’m a homely little bit of tin and… I’m beloved by the Legion of the… I haven’t got a “vox humana” tone, And a dime or two will satisfy my…
“Black is the sky, but the land is… (O the wind, the snow and the stor… Father, where is our boy to—night? Pray to God he is safe and warm.” “Mother, mother, why should you fe…
Ah me! How hard is destiny! If we could only know. . . . I bought my son from Sicily A score of years ago; I haled him from our sunny vale
Poppies, you try to tell me, glowi… Poppies! Ah no! You mock me: It’… It’s gleaming wet in the grasses;… It dabbles the ferns and the clove… It leaps to the startled heavens;…
Now Eddie Malone got a swell gram… An’ sez he: “Come along for a sea… Then Dogrib, an’ Slave, an’ Yell… Confluated near, to see an’ to hea… Then Ed turned the crank, an’ the…
That Tom was poor was sure a pity… Such guts for learning had the lad… He took to Greek like babe to tit… And he was mathematic mad. I loved to prime him up with knowl…
My Lady is dancing so lightly, The belle of the Embassy Ball; I lied as I kissed her politely, And hurried away from it all. I’m taxiing up to Montmartre,
When I was young I was too proud To wheel my daughter in her pram. “It’s infra dig,” I said aloud,— Bot now I’m old, behold I am Perambulating up and down
Dames should be doomed to dungeons Who masticate raw onions. She was the cuddly kind of Miss A man can love to death; But when I sought to steal a kiss
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey’s Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from… In the Land of the Crimson Star; That Soviet guy with the single e…
My Pa and Ma their honeymoon Passed in an Andulasian June, And though produced in Drury Lane… I must have been conceived in Spa… Now having lapsed from fair estate…
He hurried away, young heart of jo… And I watched him go, my beautifu… For my hair is grey, and his was g… And I’d loved him so, and I’m old… Ah yes, he was proud and swift and…
If you and I should chance to mee… I guess you wouldn’t care; I’m sure you’d pass me in the stre… As if I wasn’t there; You’d never look me in the face,
Be honest, kindly, simple, true; Seek good in all, scorn but preten… Whatever sorrow come to you, Believe in Life’s Beneficence! The World’s all right; serene I s…
A sea—gull with a broken wing, I found upon the kelp—strewn shore… It sprawled and gasped; I sighed:… I fear your flying days are o’er; Sad victim of a savage gun,