#English #XXCentury
I have no wish to rail at fate, And vow that I’m unfairly treated… I do not give vent to my hate Because at times I am defeated. Life has its ups and downs, I kno…
One day, in ages dark and dim, A toiler, weary, worn and faint, Who found his task too much for hi… Gave voice unto a sad complaint. And seeking emphasis to give
We’ve had a letter from the boy, And oh, the gladness and the joy It brought to us! We read it o’er I’d say a dozen times or more. We laughed until the teardrops fel…
If I had lived in Franklin’s time… Beholding him out in the rain, a k… And noticing upon its tail the bar… Would, with the scoffers on the st… And with a sneer upon my lips I w…
Dead they left Him in the tomb And the impenetrable gloom, Rolled the great stone to the door… Dead, they thought, forevermore. Then came Mary Magdalene
HERE’S to the men who laugh In the face of grim despair, Who gather the tares and chaff But sow with a cheerful air. Here’s to the smiling men
Sometimes at the table, when He gets misbehavin’, then Mother calls across to me: ‘Look at him, now! Don’t you see What he’s doin’, sprawlin.' there!
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,…
The child world is a wondrous worl… For there the flags of hate are fu… And there the imps of wickedness Cause neither sorrow nor distress. And there is never strife for gold…
My Pa can hit his thumbnail with… He can cut himself while shaving a… If a ladder slips beneath him an’… He can smile as though he really d… But the pan beneath the ice-box—wh…
He will not come to him this year… An imitation Santa Claus must ser… Last year he heard the reindeers p… And as he dreamed the kindly saint… But Christmas Eve he will not com…
OUT of the darkness and shadow of… Out of the anguish that wells from… Into the splendor of spiritual bre… Now we have burst like a lily in b… Sweetened is sorrow and strengthen…
Things mostly happen for the best. However hard it seems to-day, When some fond plan has gone astra… Or what you’ve wished for most is… An’ you sit countin’ up the cost
Gentle hands that never weary toil… vineyard sweet, Eyes that seem forever cheery when… they chance to meet, Tender, patient, brave, devoted, t…
You cannot gather every rose, Nor every pleasure claim, Nor bask in every breeze that blow… Nor play in every game. No millionaire could ever own