#English #XXCentury #1917 #JustFolks
To gentle ways I am inclined; I have no wish to kill. To creatures dumb I would be kind… I like them all, but still Right now I think I’d like to be
Oh, some shall stand in glory’s li… And many a mother there shall say,… But I shall stand in silence then… For I must answer at the last tha… When all this age shall pass away,…
When I was a boy, and it chanced… Mother would always watch for me; She used to stand by the window pa… Worried and troubled as she could… And this was the question I used…
Bill Jones, who goes to school wi… Is the saddest boy I ever see. He’s just so 'fraid he runs away When all of us fellows want to pla… An’ says he dassent stay about
He was just a small church parson… Looked and dressed and acted like… He wore the cleric’s broadcloth an… But he had a man’s religion and he… And he heard the call to duty, and…
My religion’s lovin’ God, who mad… Who marks, no matter where it be,… An’ my religion’s servin’ Him the… By not despisin’ anything He made… It’s lovin’ sky an’ earth an’ sun…
NO MAN really knows enough To be hateful to his brother, None is rich enough to cuff And be cruel to another; None so clever that he can
Often as we watched her there From our lips there fell this pray… ‘God, give us the pain to bear! Let us suffer in her place, Take the anguish from her face,
MY father is a peaceful man, He tries in every way he can To live a life of gentleness And patience all the while; He says that needless fretting’s v…
Because it rains when we wish it w… Because men do what they often sho… Because crops fail, and plans go w… Some of us grumble all day long. But somehow, in spite of the care…
God has been good to men. He gave His Only Son their souls to save, And then he made a second gift, Which from their dreary lives shou… The tyrant’s yoke and set them fre…
Once there was a boy who never Tore his clothes, or hardly ever, Never made his sister mad, Never whipped fer bein’ bad, Never scolded by his Ma,
Been down to the art museum an’ lo… The bodies of ancient mummies an’… An’ some of the walls were lovely,… But all had a rail around 'em, an’… Now maybe an art museum needs guar…
The star upon their service flag h… It speaks no more of hope and life… But splendidly it glistens now for… And softly whispers: ‘Here lived… ’Here once he walked and played an…
DID you ever meet a brother as yo… And invite him up to dinner, and h… Did you ever keep him standing unt… When you’d meet to talk about your… Did you ever say: 'Next Tuesday w…