We are forgot, if when the spirit’s flown
No human hearts our finger prints reveal.
If we have lived and died and left behind
No more than gold and lands that once were ours,
No trace of having served our fellow kind
Then wasted were our talents and our powers.
But if when we have gone our impress stays
On human hearts, whate’er has been our lot,
We need no marble shafts to mark our ways,
We shall live on, nor ever be forgot.
In weather fair or weather foul,A pleasant breeze or gales that howl,An ocean smooth or troubled sea,The Comradeship rides merrily.Her masts are staunch, her sails are white,Her compass true, and day or nightShe keeps her course, and in the endComes back to port with every friend.The Comradeship is manned by menWho teach the sad to…
Tell us if there isn’t someWay to know if you are joshing?When you promise to be hereToiling at our tubs and wringers,And we think you are sincere,Tell us, do you cross your fingers?When we show you round our place,And you vow you’ll come and clean it,How, we ask you to your face,Can we know you…
An’ my religion’s servin’ Him the very best I canBy not despisin’ anything He made, especially man!It’s lovin’ sky an’ earth an’ sun an’ birds an’ flowers an’ trees,But lovin’ human beings more than any one of these.I ain’t no hand at preachin’ an’ I can’t expound the creeds;I fancy every fellow’s faith must satisfy…
Yes, his handwritin’ s stylish an’ pretty,An’ rounded an’ wonderf’ly clear;Says he hopes we are all well an’ thrivin’,Remarks that June’s been rather cool,But I know jes’ at what he is drivin’When he says that the kids have done school.Don’t hear much from John through the winter,Excep’ when I go into town,An’ then he don’t…
Are those when I’veNo place to go,And the missus saysWhen the day is through:‘To-night we haven’tA thing to do.’Oh, the joy of it,And the peace untoldOf sitting ’roundIn my slippers old,With my pipe and bookIn my easy chair,Knowing I needn’tGo anywhere.Needn’t hurryMy evening mealNor force the smilesThat I do not feel,But can grab a bookFrom…
If she ‘d go with him in the water so blue.She sighed and said: ‘ Mister, if I go with you,You must promise me faithfully here on the sandsThat you won’t splash the water at me with your hands;You must honestly, solemnly vow and declareThat whatever you do you will not wet my hair.’So the…
