#English #XXCentury
The little kindergarten miss, Source of all my joy and bliss, Every evening in the window Waits and watches just for me; Waits and watches for her daddy,
Jes’ the sort o’ weather and jes’… Which seem to suit my fancy, with… On a sea o’ smooth blue water. Oh… With an 'I’ in all my thinkin’, b… That the Lord who made us humans…
Think happy thoughts! Think sunshine all the day; Refuse to let the trifling worries… Crowd them with thoughts of laught… Think of the good, forget the bad…
I HEARD an old man say today: ‘A young man gives me orders now,’ A beardless youth gets better pay And tells me what to do and how; While I have toiled for forty yea…
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
Argue it pro and con as you will, And flout each other with words, But the rose will bloom and the su… Will bring us the song of birds. How was He born who came to earth…
“GIVE me the prettiest valentine You’ve got in the shop,' said he, ‘One with the tenderest sort o’ li… In type that her eyes can see. One that she won’t need her specs…
A table cloth that’s slightly soil… Where greasy little hands have toi… The napkins kept in silver rings, And only ordinary things From which to eat, a simple fare,
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
This is the day when we are great, And sally forth to celebrate; When night comes on, God grant th… Have ears to hear and eyes to see.
There are many to cheer when the b… There are many to shout for the ri… There are many to rail at the worl… But few have the grit for the figh… There are thousands to start with…
JUST to do the little things And do them well from day to day, Enough of satisfaction brings To those who tread the simple way; To make the striving here worth wh…
Best way to read a book I know Is get a lad of six or so, And curl him up upon my knee Deep in a big arm chair, where we Can catch the warmth of blazing co…
I’SPOSE the big head bendin’ ov… Is my Pa. I 'spose that wiseacre whose talk… Is my Pa. I’ve not been here long—my days ar…
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