#EnglishWriters #XXCentury #1916 #AHeapO'Livin'
Pinker than the roses that enrich… Splashing in the bath tub or just… Nothing in the skies above or eart… As fascinating to me as a baby’s l… Every toe a rosebud, on a chubby,…
LAST night I single handed fough… To get my money or my life, and ve… I struggled with them on a cliff,… I hit another one a biff that daze… As fast as one was overpowered ano…
Sunshine and shadow, blue sky and… Laughter and tears as we tread on… Hearts that are heavy, then hearts… Eyes that are misty and eyes that… Losses and gains in the heat of th…
I’M allus glad when my Pa gets ba… From the shu-shu cars and the rail… Or a big boat ride, which he often… Oh, I 'm orful glad when he’s bac… Jes’ as soon as he’s kissed my ma…
You can learn a lot from boys By the way they use their toys; Some are selfish in their care, Never very glad to share Playthings with another boy;
Show me the boy who never threw A stone at someone’s cat; Or never hurled a snowball swift At someone’s high silk hat. Who never ran away from school,
We’re hiking along at a two-forty… We ‘re making life seem like a man… With our nerves all on edge and ou… We go rushing along; with our brow… And our cheeks pale and drawn ever…
A BABY is the best to love, She always smiles when you draw ne… Though ugly you may be of face, No handsomer may interfere And win her heart away from you,
Love Truth went forth on a search one d… I For the source of love that he… He had found its depth and its bre… He met a miser, bent and old,
Rough be the road and long, Steep be the hills ahead, Grant that my faith be strong, Fearlessly let me tread. After the day’s hard test
Way out in the woods there are bro… By the light of a candle, in Gree… And in far away places are thousan… Who several languages speak. I have sat near a stove in a queer…
The world is filled with bustle an… It is filled with restless people… You can read it in their faces; th… When they’ll come to fame and fort… And I think as I behold them, tho…
You cannot gather every rose, Nor every pleasure claim, Nor bask in every breeze that blow… Nor play in every game. No millionaire could ever own
I reckon the finest sight of all That a man can see in this world o… Ain’t the works of art on the gall… Or the red an’ white o’ the fust s… Or a hoard o’ gold from the yellow…
We can be great by helping one ano… We can be loved for very simple de… Who has the grateful mention of a… Has really all the honor that he n… We can be famous for our works of…