#EnglishWriters #XXCentury
I’d like to steal a day and be All alone with little me, Little me that used to run Everywhere in search of fun; Little me of long ago
When I was but a little lad I alw… No matter what the rig we had, rig… The front seat was the honor place… And I manoeuvred to avoid the cus… We children used to scramble then…
‘There isn’t any business,' wailed… ‘I haven’t made a dollar since the… But I couldn’t help reflecting, a… That the hopeful, cheerful hustler… I’ve been in business places where…
There in the flame of the open gra… All that is good in the past I se… Red-lipped youth on the swinging g… Bright-eyed youth with its minstre… Girls and boys that I used to kno…
I don’t see why Pa likes him so, And seems so glad to have him come… He jabs my ribs and wants to know If here and there it’s hurting som… He holds my wrist, coz there are t…
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…
COME, open your door, there’s a… Who is eager to wish you a Happy… He rings at the bell and he’s read… ‘The New Year is in and the old y… And long may you prosper and long…
Little mother, life’s adventure ca… Yet he will return to you on some… Dry your tears and cease to sigh,… Brave and strong he will come back… Little mother, heed them not—they…
GOOD, kindly Mother Nature play… No favorites, but smiles for all Who care to tread her pleasant way… And listen to the song birds’ call… The tulips and the violets grow
I DON’T believe in worry, and it… And dreading what may happen never… I believe in facing trouble, witho… But it’s altogether different when… Oh, it’s altogether different when…
SAY, Mister Carpenter, you know,… I guess your Pa and Ma forgot to… An’ I can’t come here any more to… Coz my Pa says a man like you ain… You 'member yesterday, when you wa…
THEY say somewhere in the distan… Is the town of Nothing-to-Do, Where the sun, they say, shines ev… And the skies are always blue; Where no one tries for a silver pr…
The gentle hand of women folks Keeps this old world in line, It smooths away our bits of care And makes the struggle fine. It turns to blue our skies of gray…
Little Master Mischievous, that’s… There’s no better title that descr… Into something all the while where… Prying into matters that are not f… Little Master Mischievous, order’…
OUT in the open, I long to be fr… Where the song that I hear is the… And the voice that I list to is s… Away from the sound of the trampin… Not urging me ceaselessly into the…