#EnglishWriters #XXCentury #1918 #OverHere
When an empty sleeve or a sightles… Or a legless form I see, I breathe my thanks to my God on… For His watchful care o’er me. And I say to myself, as the cripp…
Out near the links where I go to… My favorite game from day to day, There’s a friend of mine that I’v… Walked with or broken bread with,… I’ve talked to him oft and he’s ta…
They spoke it bravely, grimly, in… They spoke it when their hope was… We heard it from the dying in thos… And they breathed it as their slog… Now the days of strife are over, a…
Often as we watched her there From our lips there fell this pray… ‘God, give us the pain to bear! Let us suffer in her place, Take the anguish from her face,
I do not think all failure’s undes… And all success is merely someone’… Some men are down because they wer… And some are up because they kept… Some men are down because they cho…
Jim’s made good in the world out t… No better, of course, than she des… Fred is manager, full-fledged now’… An’ I lose my breath when I think… Clever—the word don’t mean enough…
There’s a lot of joy in the smilin… there’s plenty of morning sun, And laughter and songs and dances,… when-ever the day’s work’s done; Full many an hour is a shining one…
I DON’T get much attention now, Although I’m not complaining; I’m forced to get on anyhow, Another king is reigning. She doesn’t run to wait on me,
Sue’s got a baby now, an’ she Is like her mother used to be; Her face seems prettier, an’ her w… More settled-like. In these few d… She’s changed completely, an’ her…
To gentle ways I am inclined; I have no wish to kill. To creatures dumb I would be kind… I like them all, but still Right now I think I’d like to be
Way out in the woods there are bro… By the light of a candle, in Gree… And in far away places are thousan… Who several languages speak. I have sat near a stove in a queer…
When I was a boy, and it chanced… Mother would always watch for me; She used to stand by the window pa… Worried and troubled as she could… And this was the question I used…
IN parting from a dear old friend… There’s bound to be some bitter so… An’ as a rule, the lovin’ ones wil… The station, softly cry in’ while… Oh, it’s so hard to say good-bye,…
I’LL never be rich. I’m too fond of the joy Of a certain small girl And a certain small boy; And the nights full of fun
It’s the dull road that leads to t… The practice that leads to success… The work road that leads to the pl… It is trouble that breeds happines… It’s the hard work and merciless g…
