#EnglishWriters #XXCentury
The bright spots in my life are wh… Although that grim disturbance bri… The week between the old girl’s’ r… Is one that’s filled with happines… The charm of living’s back again—a…
Last night Pa said to Ma: 'My de… It’s time I did a little job I do… I wisht 'at I was rich enough to… The dirty work around this house a… But since I’m not, I’m truly glad…
A man is at his finest towards the… He is almost what he should be whe… Then he’s thinking more of others… And the laughter of his children i… He is less a selfish creature than…
You have given me riches and ease, You have given me joys through the… I have sat in the shade of your tr… With the song of your birds in my… I have drunk of your bountiful win…
ACONVALESCIN’ woman does the… An’ it’s wonderful the courage tha… O, it’s never safe to leave her fo… Or you’ll find th’ doctor’s good w… There’s that wife o’ mine, I reck…
ALL women are lovely and radiantl… In the magazine pages today, They all have a mop of luxuriant h… In the magazine pages today. There’s not one with freckles or n…
“When shall I be a man?” he said, As I was putting him to bed. “How many years will have to be Before Time makes a man of me? And will I be a man when I
Until she died we never knew The beauty of our faith in God. We’d seen the summer roses nod And wither as the tempests blew, Through many a spring we’d lived t…
Glad to be back home again, Where abide the friendly men; Glad to see the same old scenes And the little house that means All the joys the soul has treasure…
Last night I held my arms to you And you held yours to mine And started out to march to me As any soldier fine. You lifted up your little feet
We’ve raised a flagpole on the far… And flung Old Glory to the sky, And it’s another touch of charm That seems to cheer the passer-by, But more than that, no matter wher…
It is better to die for the flag, For its red and its white and its… Than to hang back and shirk and to… And let the flag sink out of view. It is better to give up this life
DO you know why men dig ditches And why others till the soil? Do you know why men seek riches, And each morn go out to toil? It’s because at home there’s waiti…
You are the fellow that has to dec… Whether you’ll do it or toss it as… You are the fellow who makes up yo… Whether you’ll lead or will linger… Whether you’ll try for the goal th…
When I’m weary of argument wordy And tired of continuous debate, When the speaker like some hurdy g… Which carries on early and late, Keeps up a monotonous bellow
