#English #XXCentury
IT’S ALL in the way that you lo… It’s all in the way that you do th… With laughter or sorrow your lips… But it’s all in the way that you v… Yes, it’s all in the way that you…
I never knew the joy of getting ho… I never knew how fast a heart coul… I never tasted joy, Till the day my little boy Came running up to meet me on the…
He swore that he’d be true to her, If she would only marry him; That as his wife, throughout his l… She’d never know a moment grim. He vowed that he would toil for he…
To wed, or not to wed; that is the… Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to… The bills and house rent of a wedd… Or to say “nit” when she proposes, And by declining cut her. To wed;…
Adown the lanes of memory bloom al… And looking back we smile to see l… The little sprigs of mignonette th… The pansy and the violet, too swee… The gentle mother by the door care…
When a little baby dies And the wee form silent lies, And the little cheeks seem waxen And the little hands are still, Then your soul gives way to treaso…
It’s guessing time at our house; e… We start guessing what old Santa’… Everyone of us holds secrets that… And that eyes and lips are plainly… And a little lip that quivered jus…
If I had youth I’d bid the world… I’d answer every challenge to my w… And though the silent mountains sh… I’d try to make them subject to my… I’d keep my dreams and follow wher…
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,
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…
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…
Some are eager to be famous, some… to be great, Some are toiling to be leaders of… or their state, And in every man’s ambition, if we…
A year is filled with glad events: The best is Christmas day, But every holiday presents Its special round of play, And looking back on boyhood now
The man who wants a garden fair, Or small or very big, With flowers growing here and ther… Must bend his back and dig. The things are mighty few on earth
I wonder if he’ll stop to think, When the long years have traveled… Who heard his plea: ‘I want a dri… Who was the first to hear him cry? I wonder if he will recall