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

I don’t mind the man with a red bl… At a real or a fancied wrong; I can stand for the chap with a gr… To drop it when joy comes along; I have praise for the fellow who s…

“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

He thought that he’d be happy if a… If he were rich he thought that he… He often thought it would be nice… Whenever he desired to go away. He thought he’d be contented if he…

DOWN the lanes of boyhood, let m… Let me tread the paths of youth th… Let me wander once again where the… Freckled face and tanned of leg, r… Picking checkerberries as I laze…

SHE wanted to be asked again, And so she wiped the dishes, She took a knife, and with the men She helped to clean the fishes; She made her bed and swept the flo…

HUSH, little ones don’t make a n… Pick up your dolls and pick up you… Pick up your Teddy Bear, Johnny,… How quiet a youngster tonight you… Daddy will wash up the dishes, whi…

He’s taken out his papers, an’ he’… He’s sworn to love the Stars and… An’ he’s done with dukes an’ princ… An’ he’s pledged himself to freedo… He’s bought himself a bit of groun…

His mother’s eyes are saddened, an… are stained with tears, And I’m facing now the struggle t… dreaded through the years; For the boy that was our baby has…

Always whenever I want to play I’ve got to practice an hour a day… Get through breakfast an’ make my… And Mother says: 'Marjorie, run a… There’s a time for work and a time…

NEVER so happy as when I ‘m at… I ’m not so anxious to wander or r… Rather sit down with the folks who… With somebody’s youngster astride… And gallop him off to the wonderfu…

RECKON when our days are done And God takes up our record sheet… Our little failings He will view, And gaze at us with kindly smile, And maybe say: ‘I see that you

If he is honest, kindly, true, And glad to work from day to day; If when his bit of toil is through With children he will stoop to pla… If he does always what he can

There’s a wondrous smell of spices In the kitchen, Most bewitchin’; There are fruits cut into slices That just set the palate itchin’;