#English #XXCentury #1918 #OverHere
Mother for me made excuses When I was a little lad; Found some reason for my conduct When it had been very bad. Blamed it on a recent illness
None knows the day that friends mu… None knows how near is sorrow; If there be laughter in your heart… Don’t hold it for to-morrow. Smile all the smiles you can to-da…
YOUR cheeks are pinker than the… Your eyes are bluer than the skies… Than you no fairer blossom grows, In you all earthly sweetness lies. Without you life were drear to me,
Oh, we have shipped his Christmas… And he shall find the things he li… But he must miss the kisses true a… And he must miss the smiles of hom… He’ll spend his Christmas 'neath…
Ma has every confidence in Pa, She says she knows he always does… He’s not at all like some folks’ h… Whose conduct very often is a frig… She says that she can trust him an…
This I would claim for my success… Nor the throng’s changing cheers f… Not always ease and fortune’s glad… Though all of these are pleasant j… But I would like to have my story…
She put her arms about my neck, And whispered low to me: ‘I’m thinking daddy, dear, how nic… And lovely it would be If only every little girl
Oh, some shall stand in glory’s li… And many a mother there shall say,… But I shall stand in silence then… For I must answer at the last tha… When all this age shall pass away,…
A LITTLE the best of it, Allus he prayed for, All th’ time lookin’ Per more than he paid for, Had an idee, that’s
FOR every man who works there are A dozen who will let him; They’ll smiling bask within the sh… The while his duties fret him. And when his arduous tasks are don…
Give me the house where the toys a… Where the dolls are asleep in the… Where the building blocks and the… And the soldiers guard the stairs. Let me step in a house where the t…
Curling smoke from a chimney low, And only a few more steps to go, Faces pressed at a window pane Watching for someone to come again… And I am the someone they wait to…
I reckon when the world we leave And cease to smile and cease to gr… When each of us shall quit the str… And drop the working tools of life… Somewhere, somehow, we’ll come to…
If through the years we’re not to… Much finer deeds than we have done… If we must merely wander through Time’s garden, idling in the sun; If there is nothing big ahead,
I do not ask a store of wealth, Nor special gift of power; I hope always for strength and hea… To brave each troubled hour. But life would be distinctly good,
