#English #XXCentury #1917 #JustFolks
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…
AGE is calling to me, with his fi… It is urging me to wander down the… It has lined my cheeks with furrow… And is ever whispering to me that… But the heart of me keeps saying,…
Give me the house where the toys a… Where the dolls are asleep in the… Where the building blocks and the… And the soldiers guard the stairs. Let me step in a house where the t…
She is gentle, kind and fair, And there’s silver in her hair; She has known the touch of sorrow, But the smile of her is sweet; And sometimes it seems to me
At The Millennium WHENEVER men and women learn To be themselves from day to day, To spend no more than what they ea… Not caring what their neighbors sa…
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 shall thank our God for graces That we’ve never known before; We shall look on manlier faces When our troubled days are o’er. We shall rise a better nation
H’if a yankee cutthroat ‘acks ‘is… H’it tykes a year to pack ‘im h’of… ‘E can h’always dig h’up some h’ex… To keep your justice creepin’ like… But h’in H’England, h’if a bloke…
It takes a heap o’ livin’ in a hou… home, A heap o’ sun an’ shadder, an’ ye… have t’ roam Afore ye really 'preciate the thin…
The biggest moment in our lives wa… From that day unto this, for him,… We can recount his daily deeds, an… And proudly live again the time wh… I see him trudging off to school,…
‘They tie you down,’ a woman said, Whose cheeks should have been flam… With shame to speak of children so… ‘When babies come you cannot go In search of pleasure with your fr…
Aye, we will follow the Flag Wherever she goes, Into the tropic sun, Into the northern snows; Go where the guns ring out
WHEN we wuz kids together, an’ w… In the lazy days of summer, when o… When a hat warn’t necessary, an’ a… An’ there warn’t a blessed thing t… Then th’ sun meant somethin’ to us…
Good books are friendly things to… If you are busy they will wait. They will not call you on the phon… Or wake you if the hour is late. They stand together row by row,
MISCHIEVOUS and full of fun, Eyes that sparkle like the sun; Mouth that’s always in a smile, Hands in trouble all the while. Tugging this and tugging that,