#English #XXCentury #1916 #AHeapO'Livin'
Are you fond of your wife and your… So is the other fellow. Do you crave pleasures for them to… So does the other fellow. Does your heart rejoice when your…
I CAN stand for the man with the… On the back of his green colored h… For there are a lot of good fellow… Who somehow have fallen for that. The fedora of plush is a lid I do…
Once there was a boy who never Tore his clothes, or hardly ever, Never made his sister mad, Never whipped fer bein’ bad, Never scolded by his Ma,
I KNEW it was comin’, I’d watch… Without sayin’ a word to a soul ex… Of the sweet sort o’ things that w… An,' ‘You orter feel mighty glad… Was all that she said. But I didn…
We all are warriors with sin. Cru… we come to earth With spotless plumes and shining s… with foes and prove our worth. The world is but a battlefield whe…
You think that the failures are ma… You think the successes are few, But you judge by the rule of the p… And not by the good that men do. You judge men by standards of trea…
Under the roof where the laughter… That’s where I long to be; There are all of the glorious thin… Meaning so much to me. There is where striving and toilin…
I would not be too wise’so very wi… 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…
Time was I thought of growing up, But that was ere the babies came; I’d dream and plan to be a man And win my share of wealth and fam… For age held all the splendors the…
It’s funny 'bout a feller’s hat– He can’t remember where it’s at, Or where he took it off, or when, The time he’s wantin’ it again. He knows just where he leaves his…
Only a dad, with a tired face, Coming home from the daily race, Bringing little of gold or fame, To show how well he has played the… But glad in his heart that his own…
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…
SUNDAY in the country—that’s ho… Drinking in the perfume of the fra… Gazing at the splendors of the mea… Laughing with the babbling brooks… Dancing with the sunbeams and smil…
I don’t know what they’ll put him… his post may be; I cannot guess the task that waits… the sea, But I have known him through the…
You never hear the robins brag abo… Nor do they stop their music gay w… God taught them how to sing an’ wh… To use their talents day by day th… An’ rich or poor an’ sad or gay, t…