#EnglishWriters
If I could have my wish to-night… It would not be for some delight t… But it would be that I might rise… With eager, happy, boyish eyes, my… Throughout this world there is no…
He limped into the place one day,… ‘Just half a man,’ he told the bos… An accident did this to me, ’twere… It robbed me of efficiency, but le… The boss said kindly unto him: 'T…
The glory of a soldier—and a soldi… Is the way he does his duty withou… His work’s not always pleasant, bu… And he grabs a bit of glory when h… But the lesson that he teaches eve…
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
Always whenever I want to play I’ve got to practice an hour a day… Get through breakfast an’ make my… And Mother says: 'Marjorie, run a… There’s a time for work and a time…
When he was only nine months old, And plump and round and pink of ch… A joy to tickle and to hold, Before he’d even learned to speak, His gentle mother used to say:
Nobody stops at the rich man’s doo… Nobody shouts a ‘hello!’ to him in… Nobody comes to his porch at night… And talks till it’s time to go to… Nobody just happens in to call on…
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…
NO MAN really knows enough To be hateful to his brother, None is rich enough to cuff And be cruel to another; None so clever that he can
It’s mighty hard for Mother’I am… And the tasks of every morning kee… And I’m not forever meeting with… To remind me of our sorrow when I… But with Mother it is different’t…
There was a bear—his name was Jim… An’ children weren’t askeered of h… An’ he lived in a cave, where he Was confortubbul as could be, An’ in that cave, so my Pa said,
It’s September, and the orchards… And the nights with dew are heavy,… Now the garden’s at its gayest wit… And the good old-fashioned asters… Once again in shoes and stockings…
We got to talking art one day, dis… How some can match with brush and… And some in stone can catch the th… While others seem to have no way t… Old Blake had sat in silence ther…
There’s nothing that builds up a t… Like a day on a stream, Back on the banks of the old fishi… Where a fellow can dream. There’s nothing so good for a man…
LAST night we had a hurry call t… Her husband said that Ma and me w… An’ so, though it was after 12, an… We hustled out of bed an’ dressed… An’ Jim—that is her husband—met u…