#EnglishWriters #XXCentury
When your boy wants to do what he… Some foolish or dangerous thing. Or something you wish that he woul… A deed that disaster may bring, That he must not you hasten to tel…
When my hair is thin and silvered,… When I’ve many years behind me, a… I shall want to sit, I reckon, so… An’ recall the roads I’ve travele… An’ I hope there’ll be no picture…
There is sorrow in the household; There’s a grief too hard to bear; There’s a little cheek that’s tear… There’s a sobbing baby there. And try how we will to comfort,
A friend is one who takes your han… And talks a speech you understand he’s partly kindness, partly mirth And Faith unfaltering in your wor… he’s first to cheer you on success…
Gentle hands that never weary toil… vineyard sweet, Eyes that seem forever cheery when… they chance to meet, Tender, patient, brave, devoted, t…
She never closed her eyes in sleep… On party nights till we came home… We little thought about it then, w… How much the mother worried when w… We only knew she never slept when…
They come to my room at the break… With their faces all smiles and th… They come on their tip-toes and si… To the edge of the bed where I’m… And then at a signal, on which the…
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…
There’s a battered old drum on the… And a Teddy bear sleeps in my cha… There’s a doll carriage barring th… Ah, it’s weeks since she trundled… There are building blocks strewn i…
Let philosophers say that it’s all… No matter what happens awry, I defy one to smile who spills pie… Especially loose pumpkin pie.
‘They say my boy is bad,’ she said… A tired old woman, thin and very f… ‘They caught him robbing railroad… Must spend from five to seven year… His Pa an’ I had hoped so much fo…
The road to laughter beckons me, The road to all that’s best; The home road where I nightly see The castle of my rest; The path where all is fine and fai…
IF the song I have to sing Is a dreary, gloomy thing, I would rather silent be; If I cannot sing of cheer, I will never let you hear
Before we take an auto ride Pa sa… Now just remember I don’t need su… If you will just sit still back th… I’ll take you where you want to go… Remember that my hearing’s good an…
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…