#EnglishWriters
BACK UP Old Age and Wrinkled… Come, Selfish Grown-Up, quit the… You Pessimist, depart! Now, Gloomy Gus and Doleful Frow… There is no room for you in town,
He wiped his shoes before his door… But ere he entered he did more; ’Twas not enough to cleanse his fe… Of dirt they’d gathered in the str… He stood and dusted off his mind
If you would know a happy man, Go find the fellow who Has had a bout with trouble grim And just come smiling through. The load is off his shoulders now,
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…
A man must earn his hour of peace, Must pay for it with hours of stri… Must win by toil the evening’s swe… The rest that may be portioned for… The idler never knows it, never ca…
Here we are, Britain! the finest… Taking our coats off and rolling o… Answering the thoughtless that onc… Each man a soldier for what he bel… Here we are, tight little island,…
When father couldn’t wear them mot… She took the slack in fore and aft… They fitted rather loosely, but th… Were the horizontal pockets that t… They shone like patent leather jus…
Sunshine and shadow and laughter a… These are forever the paints of th… Splashed on the canvas of life day… We are the artists, the colors are… We are the painters, the pigments…
IF only I were Santa Claus I 'd… To every hovel where there lies a… I’d drive my reindeer over roofs t… I ‘d seek the tenements where slee… Where rags are stuffed in broken p…
You think that the failures are ma… You think the successes are few, But you judge by the rule of the p… And not by the good that men do. You judge men by standards of trea…
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
The roses are bedded for winter, t… The robins and martins have left u… The garden seems solemnly silent,… And I feel like a lonely old fell… All summer I’ve hovered about the…
“I work for someone else,” he said… “I have no chance to get ahead. At night I leave the job behind; At morn I face the same old grind… And everything I do by day
Old women say that men don’t know The pain through which all mothers… And maybe that is true, and yet I vow I never shall forget The night he came. I suffered, to…
I’d like to think when life is don… That I had filled a needed post. That here and there I’d paid my f… With more than idle talk and boast… That I had taken gifts divine.