She was gentle, she was true, And her tender eyes of blue Seemed to mock the morning sunbeam… And the starlight of the night; And her laughter seemed to trill

I REMEMBER the first tiny cry… And my heart felt a thrill that it… And my face which a moment before… With the sunlight of love and of h… And yet I am sure that I loved he…

They say we must not hate, nor fig… I’ve thought it over many a solemn… And cannot mildly view the man or… That has no thought, save only to… I cannot love the creature drunk w…

Something to talk about, something… Something to laugh at the whole da… Something to look at with pride an… Something for friends to come in j… Something you can’t sum up all the…

Here we are, Britain! the finest… Taking our coats off and rolling o… Answering the thoughtless that onc… Each man a soldier for what he bel… Here we are, tight little island,…

UP and down the lanes of love, With the bright blue skies above, And the grass beneath our feet, O, so green and O, so sweet! There we wandered boy and girl,

Who does his task from day to day And meets whatever comes his way, Believing God has willed it so. Has found real greatness here belo… Who guards his post, no matter whe…

We’re queer folks here. We’ll talk about the weather, The good times we have had togethe… The good times near, The roses buddin’, an’ the bees

When I was but a little lad, not… I noticed in a general way my dad… He liked the little ways I had, t… Sometimes he gave me words of prai… And when I’d done a thing worth w…

Little mother, life’s adventure ca… Yet he will return to you on some… Dry your tears and cease to sigh,… Brave and strong he will come back… Little mother, heed them not—they…

OUR children are our monuments, The little ones we leave behind, If they are good and brave and kin… And labor here with true intents, Our lives and work perpetuate

DO you know why men dig ditches And why others till the soil? Do you know why men seek riches, And each morn go out to toil? It’s because at home there’s waiti…

Down to work o’ mornings, an’ back… Down to hours o’ labor, an’ home t… Down to care an’ trouble, an’ home… With every day a good one, an’ eve… Down to dreary dollars, an’ back t…

The strangest man I ever knew Is Ebenezer Pettigrew; Dropped in on him last night t’ ch… Of politics an’ this an’ that, An’ when he’d showed me to a seat

Tuggin’ at your bottle, An’ it’s O, you’re mighty sweet! Just a bunch of dimples From your top-knot to your feet, Lying there an’ gooin’