#English #XXCentury
The strangest man I ever knew Is Ebenezer Pettigrew; Dropped in on him last night t’ ch… Of politics an’ this an’ that, An’ when he’d showed me to a seat
UNDER a tree where the breezes b… There is the spot that it’s good t… With the children bronzed by the… Bubbling with laughter and wholeso… And I gather them round—all the h…
I REMEMBER the day that you c… Little Marie, The nurse brought you out so that… see Little Marie.
The good old-fashioned mothers and… With their good old-fashioned lass… Still walk the lanes of loving in… As they used to do back yonder in… They dwell in every city and they…
He couldn’t use his driver any bet… Than the chap that he was licking,… I could hit them with a brassie ju… But I piled up several sevens whi… And he trimmed me to a finish, and…
The boys upon the honor roll, God… God watch them when they sleep at… We’ve stamped their names upon our… Our brave boys and our splendid bo… Oh, here are sons of mothers fair…
When day is done and the night sli… And I’ve turned my back on the bu… And come once more to the welcome… Where the roses nod and the childr… I tell myself as I see them smile
There isn’t any pay for you, you s… The boys who tramp the fields with… And yet your pay is richer far tha… For in a dozen different ways your… You’ll read it in the faces of a…
First thing in the morning, last… Get it when I come from school: '… Go upstairs this minute, an’ roll… An’ give your hands a scrubbing an… Now don’t stand there and argue, a…
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…
They’ve hung their stockings up wi… And I am in my old arm chair, And mother’s busy dragging out The parcels hidden all about. Within a corner, gaunt to see,
When night time comes an’ I can g… Back to the folks who love me so, An’ see 'em smile an’ hear 'em sin… An’ feel their kisses, then, by ji… I vow this world is mighty fine
They lived together thirty years, I Through storm and sunshine, wea… They shared each other’s hopes and… She still his sweetheart, he her b… She, proud of him, though he was n…
Forgotten petty difference now, The larger purpose glows, The storm is here, a common fear Its deadly lightning shows. The Ship of State must bear us al…
There is no music quite so sweet As patter of a baby’s feet. Who never hears along the hall The sound of tiny feet that fall Upon the floor so soft and low
