#English #XXCentury
I might not ever scale the mountai… Where all the great men stand in g… I may not ever gain the world’s de… Or win a wreath of laurel for my b… I may not gain the victories that…
Once there was a boy who never Tore his clothes, or hardly ever, Never made his sister mad, Never whipped fer bein’ bad, Never scolded by his Ma,
In some respects the old days were… Before we got to wanting wealth an… Perhaps the world was happier then… But when it’s zero weather I am g… Old-fashioned winters I recall—th…
You are the fellow that has to dec… Whether you’ll do it or toss it as… You are the fellow who makes up yo… Whether you’ll lead or will linger… Whether you’ll try for the goal th…
These joys are free to all who liv… The rich and poor, the great and l… The charms which kindness has to g… The smiles which friendship may be… The honor of a well-spent life,
I’ve trudged life’s highway up and… I’ve watched the lines of men marc… I’ve seen them in the busy town, And seen them under country sky; I’ve talked with toilers in the ra…
The stick-together families are ha… Than the brothers and the sisters… The gladdest people living are the… A circle at the fireside that no p… And the finest of conventions ever…
Things mostly happen for the best. However hard it seems to-day, When some fond plan has gone astra… Or what you’ve wished for most is… An’ you sit countin’ up the cost
Used to wonder just why father Never had much time for play, Used to wonder why he’d rather Work each minute of the day. Used to wonder why he never
Here she walked and romped about, And here beneath this apple tree Where all the grass is trampled ou… The swing she loved so used to be. This path is but a path to you,
When a fellow’s feeling blue, And is troubled, through and throu… With a melancholy feeling That he cannot seem to shake, When his plans have gone astray
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
It’s funny when a feller wants to… And wants to wear a uniform and lu… And ain’t afraid of submarines nor… They will not let him go along to… They make him stay at home and be…
You can tyke h’it from me, 'e’s as… Never goes balmy h’or loses ‘is ’e… Nothing h’at all h’ever robs ‘im o… Once when I told ’im 'is rich h’a… ‘E looked h’at me blandly,
OUR children are our monuments, The little ones we leave behind, If they are good and brave and kin… And labor here with true intents, Our lives and work perpetuate
