#EnglishWriters #XXCentury
No one is beat till he quits, No one is through till he stops, No matter how hard Failure hits, No matter how often he drops, A fellow’s not down till he lies
Love and laughter lead you Down the pathways of the year, And may each morning feed you From the golden spoon of cheer; May every eye be shining,
In the corner she’s left the mecha… On the chair is her Teddy Bear fi… The things that I thought she wou… Don’t seem to be quite in her line… There’s the flaxen-haired doll tha…
IF every day of yours were fine And every sky of yours were blue, You couldn’t know such joy of mine… The joy o’ being friend to you. You’ve brushed away the clouds of…
Foxes can talk if you know how to… My Paw said so. Owls have big eyes that sparkle an… My Paw said so. Bears can turn flip-flaps an’ clim…
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…
It may be I am getting old and li… Upon the days of bygone years, the… But thinking of them now I wish s… A simple old Thanksgiving Day, li… When all the family gathered round…
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…
My name is Johnny Vincent Brown, I live on Leicester Court, My Pa’s not here, he’s gone downt… An’ I am three feet short, An’ I weigh sixty-three pounds, t…
I must get out to the woods again,… awing, Away from the haunts of pale-faced… is king; I must get out where the skies are…
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,
June is here, the month of roses,… Weaving garlands for our lassies,… Painting scenes of gorgeous splend… Changing scenes from early morning… June is here, the month of blossom…
HERE’S to the men who laugh In the face of grim despair, Who gather the tares and chaff But sow with a cheerful air. Here’s to the smiling men
I like the man who stands right up And takes his share of praise or b… And then, unchanged by loss or gai… Treats all his neighbors just the… The man, who, if he liked you once…
Come you with dangers to fright us… to try out our souls? Then may you find us undaunted; de… get to our goals. Now, white are the pages you bring…
