#EnglishWriters
I care not who the man may be, Nor how his tasks may fret him, Nor where he fares, nor how his ca… And troubles may beset him, If books have won the love of him,
When the burden grows heavy, and r… When you falter and slip, and it i… And your best doesn’t measure to w… When you know in your heart that y… With the odds all against you, the…
The shoemaker sticks to his last a… By divorce, though, we wouldn’t be… If everyone else in this great wor… Would be willing to stick to his f…
Little women, little men, Childhood never comes again. Live it gaily while you may; Give your baby souls to play; March to sound of stick and pan,
Last night I caught him on his kn… And oh, the guilty look he wore, a… When I, pretending to be cross, s… game?’ As if, back in the long ago, I ha…
It’s seldom trouble comes alone.… An’ trouble comes a-visitin’, it a… Sometimes it’s one you’ve known be… Who stretches out a helping hand a… If never trials came to us, if gri…
SOMETIMES when they are tucked… And talks about each curly head, a… She tells about the fun they’ve ha… Recalls the bright things that the… Each morning is a pleasure new, an…
SHE wanted to be asked again, And so she wiped the dishes, She took a knife, and with the men She helped to clean the fishes; She made her bed and swept the flo…
‘Oh, if only I had known!’ Said the keeper of the inn. ‘But no hint to me was shown, And I didn’t let them in. ‘Yes, a star gleamed overhead,
He writes to us most every day, an… I can’t describe the joys with whi… He says the military life is not o… He’s only soldiering to-day to giv… But since he’s in the army now and…
It is not ornamental, the cost is… There are other things far more us… Though of all my possesions, there… With that white leather apron, whi… As a young lad I wondered just wh…
Green apple time! an’, Oh, the jo… Once more to be a healthy boy, Casting a longin’ greedy eye At every tree he passes by! Riskin’ the direst consequence
If all the flowers were roses, If never daisies grew, If no old-fashioned posies Drank in the morning dew, Then man might have some reason
Oh, some shall stand in glory’s li… And many a mother there shall say,… But I shall stand in silence then… For I must answer at the last tha… When all this age shall pass away,…
OUT at Pelletier’s where the blo… An’ the tony Shetland ponies romp… Where the peacock on the fence rai… An’ the wolf hounds at the moon (i… Where the poultry sort o’ swaggers…