#English #XXCentury
GIUSEPPE TOMASSI ees stylis… He wear da white collar an’ cuff, He says: ‘For expanse I no giva d… Da basta ees not good enough.’ When out weeth hees Rosa he wear…
Life has its ups and downs, Its fair and cloudy weather, But this you’ll find, my friend, They never come together.
I’m sorry for a fellow if he canno… In a grate fire’s friendly flaming… If in quiet contemplation of a che… He sees nothing there recalling al… Then his mind is dead to fancy and…
HE’D made a fortune out of stocks… He 'd hoarded up a store of gold,… But still he sighed alone and talk… And mentioned to his dearest frien… Within his mansion big and warm he…
These are the memories of tomorrow… Smile of friend we meet today, Sympathy to soothe our sorrow, Roses blooming by the way; Little jests to cheer the living,
I would not be too wise– so very w… That I must sneer at simple songs… And let the glare of wisdom blind… To humble people and their humble… I would not care to climb so high…
Life is a jest; Take the delight of it. Laughter is best; Sing through the night of it. Swiftly the tear
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,…
There may be finer pleasures than… And better ways to spend a day; th… There may be richer fellowship tha… But if there is, I know it not; i… Oh, some may choose to walk with k…
The house is as it was when she wa… There’s nothing changed at all abo… The books she loved to read are wa… As if to-morrow they would see her… Her room remains the way it used t…
The golden dreamboat’s ready, all… And the breeze is gently blowing t… And the fairy’s captain’s waiting… With the silver dust of slumber, c… Oh, the night is rich with moonlig…
The men are talking peace at ‘ome,… There’s many a little debt we’ve g… A sniper sent a bullet through my… And ’is body’s lying somewhere h’o… Oh, we 'ear a lot of rumors that t…
Listen to the laughter of the broo… Listen to the chatter of the black… Stand an’ see the beauties of the… Then ask of God why mortals haven… Than to quarrel an’ to battle
HERE 's a letter from John in th… Ain’t heard from him now fer a yea… Yes, his handwritin’ s stylish an’… An’ rounded an’ wonderf’ly clear; Says he hopes we are all well an’…
God grant me these: the strength… Some needed service here; The wisdom to be brave and true; The gift of vision clear, That in each task that comes to me
