GIUSEPPE TOMASSI ees stylis… He wear da white collar an’ cuff, He says: ‘For expanse I no giva d… Da basta ees not good enough.’ When out weeth hees Rosa he wear…

Trouble is an exerciser Sent us by a Wisdom wiser Than the mind of man possesses. Doubts and dangers and distresses Come not purposely to best us,

It may be I am getting old and li… Upon the days of bygone years, the… But thinking of them now I wish s… A simple old Thanksgiving Day, li… When all the family gathered round…

I DO not care to wait until the h… Before I say what’s in my heart,… I’d rather say: ‘How glad I am to… Than stand and say 'how glad I wa… I’d rather shout: ‘how good you ar…

“I WANT a chance to show what I… He sighed when others seemed to pa… ‘There are great problems I could… Somehow, I never get the chance t… Give me a chance to show what I c…

The little house has grown too sma… Too big to dwell within the walls… And so, obedient to the wish of he… I have agreed for sordid gold the… Now strangers come to see the plac…

‘Men will grow weary,’ said the L… ‘Of working for their bed and boar… They’ll weary of the money chase And want to find a resting place Where hum of wheel is never heard

NOT over there do I await Reward for patience here below, Not over there at Heaven’s gate Is all the joy that I shall know; Not for the joys to be am I

To keep in mind from day to day That I’m a soldier in the fray; That I must serve, from sun to su… As well as he who bears a gun The flag that flies above us all,

A SCRAMBLE for gold, And a scurry for place, A brief pause for loving, A kiss, an embrace, A ring; then the altar,

There’s a wondrous smell of spices In the kitchen, Most bewitchin’; There are fruits cut into slices That just set the palate itchin’;

Since men with life must purchase… And some must die that more may li… Unto the Great Cashier of strife A fine accounting let me give. Perhaps to-morrow I shall stand

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

IF you like a brother here, Tell him so; If you hold his friendship dear, Let him know; All the roses that you spread

I wonder where’s a better job than… And chocolate drops and sugar buns… And who has every day to face a fi… Than buying frills and furbelows f… Oh, you may brag how much you know…