#EnglishWriters #XXCentury
He didn’t seem to care for work, h… His speech was slow and commonplac… And yet until the war broke out yo… For nothing in his make-up or his… He seemed indifferent to the world…
WHAT does it all mean anyway, Noise of cannon and boom of gun, Deafening, colorful fire display Starting in with the rising sun? Ah, it means that this land of our…
A boy and his dad on a fishing tri… There is a glorious fellowship! Father and son and the open sky, And the white clouds lazily drifti… And the laughing stream as it runs…
Seemed like I couldn’t stand it a… The factory whistles blowin’ day b… An’ men an’ children hurryin’ by t… An’ street cars clangin’ on their… The faces of the people seemed to…
We understand a lot of things we n… And it seems that to each other M… I don’t know how to say it, but si… We have learned that to be happy w… You can share your joys and pleasu…
I must be fit for a child to play… Fit for a youngster to walk away w… Fit for his trust and fit to be Ready to take him upon my knee; Whether I win or I lose my fight,
Fish can be bought in the market p… So it isn’t the fish I’m after. I want to get free from the care-d… And back to an honest laughter, I want to get out where the skies…
We have room for the man with an h… With his heart on fire and his eye… We have room for the man with a pu… Who comes to our shores to start l… But we haven’t an inch of space fo…
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,
We cannot count our friends, nor s… How many praise us day by day. Each one of us has friends that he Has yet to meet and really know, Who guard him, wheresoe’er they be…
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…
Some folks there be who seem to ne… An’ reckon all the joys that have… Some think that pleasure’s only fo… An’ where an orchestra’s at work t… Still others seek it at their play…
The father toils at his work all d… And he hums this song as he plods… ‘Heigho! for the mother and babe o… Who watch at the window each night… Their smiles are ever before my ey…
Lord let me not in service lag. Let me be worthy of our flag. Let me remember when I’m tired, The sons heroic who have died. In freedom’s name and in my way,
Wife says that I should be ashame… To wear such garments as I do, Full many a time has she exclaimed… ‘A month ago that suit was new, Now look at all the dreadful stain…
