#English #XXCentury
To wed, or not to wed; that is the… Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to… The bills and house rent of a wedd… Or to say “nit” when she proposes, And by declining cut her. To wed;…
Oh, mother, be you brave of heart… your bright eyes shining; Some day the smiles of joy shall s… shall cease repining. Beyond the dim and distant line th…
‘You’re spoiling them!' the mother… When I give way to weepy eyes And let them do the things they wi… Like cleaning up the jelly dish, Or finishing the chocolate cake,
Wherever you may chance to be—wher… Far away in foreign lands; or just… It always gives you pleasure, it m… Just to hear The words of cheer,
In some respects the old days were… Before we got to wanting wealth an… Perhaps the world was happier then… But when it’s zero weather I am g… Old-fashioned winters I recall—th…
When you get to know a fellow, kno… When you’ve come to understand him… When you’ve learned the fight he’s… Then you find that he is different… You find his faults are trivial an…
A warship and a woman’s hat Are just alike, I state, They 're big and ugly, cost a heap… And soon get out date.
She was gentle, she was true, And her tender eyes of blue Seemed to mock the morning sunbeam… And the starlight of the night; And her laughter seemed to trill
KINDER like to see the bright s… See the gay and dancing light side… See the good and decent right side Of the worst that happens me; For the gloomy and the glum side,
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’…
A friend is one who stands to shar… Your every touch of grief and care… He comes by chance, but stays by c… Your praises he is quick to voice. No grievous fault or passing whim
Mother for me made excuses When I was a little lad; Found some reason for my conduct When it had been very bad. Blamed it on a recent illness
I’M glad I have a wife at home That’s patient, kind and true; I ‘m glad a little tot of three At home waits for me, too; I ’m glad that I can see them bot…
I START the day with paper whi… And put it in my old machine, And wonder whether, as I write The night will find my copy clean. Will this day’s finished task be f…
Don’t worry, little girl, Don’t you let one golden curl Get awry. Don’t you ever let appear E’en the symbol of a tear