#EnglishWriters
Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen Is Ma. Lovelier than any queen Is Ma. Girls with curls go walking by,
Best way to read a book I know Is get a lad of six or so, And curl him up upon my knee Deep in a big arm chair, where we Can catch the warmth of blazing co…
How fine it is at night to say: ‘I have not wronged a soul to-day. I have not by a word or deed, In any breast sowed anger’s seed, Or caused a fellow being pain;
There’s nothing cheers a fellow up… A handclasp and an honest smile th… And when at friendly doors you rin… From all life’s doubts to hear the… see you!’
MARK TWAIN is dead! No, no, t… Say rather Clemens knows life’s m… Say rather Clemens has been calle… But Twain still lives for all the… Mark Twain is dead! 'T is false,…
He was going to be all that a mort… Tomorrow. No one should be kinder or braver… Tomorrow. A friend who was troubled and wear…
As when a little babe is born the… The story of the future years, the… So came America to earth, the chi… A nation that should light the way… A land with but a dream to serve,…
’Twas not so many years ago, Say, twenty-two or three, When zero weather or below Held many a thrill for me. Then in my icy room I slept
BEHIND full many a gift there l… A splendid tale of sacrifice. On Christmas morn a mother’s hand About a young girl’s neck will pla… A trinket small, and she will stan…
When father couldn’t wear them mot… She took the slack in fore and aft… They fitted rather loosely, but th… Were the horizontal pockets that t… They shone like patent leather jus…
WHAT does it all mean anyway, Noise of cannon and boom of gun, Deafening, colorful fire display Starting in with the rising sun? Ah, it means that this land of our…
When I wanted something I couldn’… A suit of clothes or a Sunday tie… Or a new straw hat when the sun wa… I used to feel sore about it. I used to go 'round with a face dr…
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
OLD-FASHIONED folks! God ble… The fathers an’ the mothers, The aunts an’ uncles, fat an’ tall… The sisters an’ the brothers. The good old-fashioned neighbors,…
He couldn’t use his driver any bet… Than the chap that he was licking,… I could hit them with a brassie ju… But I piled up several sevens whi… And he trimmed me to a finish, and…