#English #XXCentury #1916 #AHeapO'Livin'
YOUR cheeks are pinker than the… Your eyes are bluer than the skies… Than you no fairer blossom grows, In you all earthly sweetness lies. Without you life were drear to me,
If you would rise above the throng And seek the crown of fame, You must do more than drift along And merely play the game. Whatever path your feet may tread,
’Twas not so many years ago, Say, twenty-two or three, When zero weather or below Held many a thrill for me. Then in my icy room I slept
MAY all your little cares depart By which your heart is troubled; May perfect peace supplant the sma… And all your joys be doubled. May every wish you have come true,
JUST about the time the clouds a… Let your thoughts go roving to the… Just about the time your job is ha… Think how glad you’ll be when it i… Buckle to the task that you are fa…
GIVE me a single day, I ask no m… From dawn to dusk, ah, that is tim… To reach the goal that I am striv… There is no need of further puttin… The little deeds of kindness I ma…
Figure it out for yourself, my lad… You’ve all that the greatest of me… Two arms, two hands, two legs, two… And a brain to use if you would be… With this equipment they all began…
Drowsy old summer, with nothing to… I’d like to be drowsin’ an’ dreami… I’d like to stretch out in the sha… An’ fancy the white clouds were sh… Or castles with turrets and treasu…
Always whenever I want to play I’ve got to practice an hour a day… Get through breakfast an’ make my… And Mother says: 'Marjorie, run a… There’s a time for work and a time…
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…
Apples on the table an’ the grate-… Oh, I’m sure the whole world hasn… The Mother sittin’ mendin’ little… An’ tellin’ all that’s happened th… Oh, I don’t know how to say it, b…
‘Oh, if only I had known!’ Said the keeper of the inn. ‘But no hint to me was shown, And I didn’t let them in. ‘Yes, a star gleamed overhead,
I have a kindly neighbor, one who… Beside my gate and chats with me a… Gives me the glory of his radiant… And comes at times to help with wi… No station high or rank this man c…
To us the Flag has little meant. Each glorious stripe of red Was woven there to represent The blood of heroes dead. On some dim, distant battle line
There’s nothing that builds up a t… Like a day on a stream, Back on the banks of the old fishi… Where a fellow can dream. There’s nothing so good for a man…