#EnglishWriters #XXCentury
I must get out to the woods again,… Away from the haunts of pale-faced… I must get out where the skies are… Out where there’s never a task to… I must get out on the trails once…
Perhaps the victory shall not come… Perhaps I shall not reach the goa… It may be at the last I shall be… And falter as the promised land I… Yet I must try for it and strive…
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 follow a famous father, His honor is mine to wear; He gave me a name that was free fr… A name he was proud to bear. He lived in the morning sunlight,
Let the old fire blaze An’ the youngsters shout An’ the dog on the rug Sprawl full length out, An’ Mother an’ I
My Pa he eats his breakfast in a funny sort of way: We hardly ever see him at the first meal of the day. Ma puts his food before him
I am eager once more to feel easy, I’m weary of thinking of dress; I’m heartily sick of stiff collars… And trousers the tailor must press… I’m eagerly waiting the glad days—
I sometimes wonder when I read th… If I shall wear that look of care… My little boy is five years old an… My little boy is home with me; his… And I can laugh and dance with li…
The choir we had in Pixley wasn’t… But today if I could hear it I wo… There warn’t a singer in it that c… To study with the masters and to l… There warn’t no variations, warn’t…
We do not build our monuments in s… The records of our life aren’t cas… We are forgot, if when the spirit’… No human hearts our finger prints… If we have lived and died and left…
I WONDER what the trees will sa… The trees that used to share his p… An’ knew him as the little lad Who used to wander with his dad. They’ve watched him grow from year…
Never a sigh for the cares that sh… Never a thought of the joys that f… Her one regret that she couldn’t d… Thoughtless and selfish, her Mast… Oh, the long nights that she came…
We all are warriors with sin. Cru… we come to earth With spotless plumes and shining s… with foes and prove our worth. The world is but a battlefield whe…
SWEET is a rosebud, pink or red, And sweet are the blooms of May, And sweet is the fragrance about u… On many a summer day. Oh, the world is full of such swee…
He shall be great who serves his c… He shall be loved who ever guards… His worth the starry banner long s… Who loves his land too much to sto… Who shares the splendor of these s…