On Christmas morn a mother’s handAbout a young girl’s neck will placeA trinket small, and she will standWith radiant smiles upon her faceTo see her daughter decked in gold,Nor will she think, nor will she careThat she may suffer from the coldBecause that bauble glistens there.A child will wake on Christmas DayAnd find his stocking…
So wide and vast,And put awayThe mortal formThat held his breath;But through the stormThat men call death,Erect and straight,Unstained by years,At Heaven’s gateA man appears.
His worth the starry banner long shall tell,Who loves his land too much to stoop to shame.Who shares the splendor of these sunny skiesHas freedom as his birthright, and may knowRich fellowship with comrades brave and wise;Into the realms of manhood he may go.Who writes, ‘United States’ beside his nameOffers a pledge that he himself…
If you hear your trials bravely, if you do the best you can,You will find the little fellow trying hard to be a man.If you show the proper spirit when you meet misfortune grim,You’ll be making a courageous and a plucky chap of him.But if you’re overbearing and the speech of brutes employ,You are ruining…
To have a cause to battle for,To hear the guns and cannons firing;To see brave men rush up to deathWithout a sign or trace of terror,To give their country blood and breath,But now I know it’s all an error;War is a frightful thing I know,What if my boy should have to go?Last night I leaned…
Down to care an’ trouble, an’ home to love an’ rest,With every day a good one, an’ every evening blest.Down to dreary dollars, an’ back to home to play,From love to work an’ back to love, so slips the day away.From babies back to business an’ back to babes again,From parting kiss to welcome kiss,…
He picked up the handkerchief dropped Jon the floor,But he wouldn’t do that for his wife;He ran for a chair when a fair maiden stood,Did everything that a gentleman should,When leaving he helped her get into her hood,But he wouldn’t do that for his wife.He offered his arm to the fair Mrs. Brown,But he wouldn’t…
And he had a ready earFor the busy tongue of fear,And he had a timid mindUnto fretfulness inclined,Filled with many reasons whyIt was vain for him to try.Given a task he’d shake his head,‘Can’t do that!’ he often said,‘Times are hard and none will stay,Listen to the words I say.It is futile now to try,People…
To reach the goal that I am striving for;There is no need of further putting offThe little deeds of kindness I may do,The little words of kindness I may say;I need no distant morrow to be true,Give me a single day.Give me a single day to live my life,For that is time enough for smiles…
I have not by a word or deed,In any breast sowed anger’s seed,Or caused a fellow being pain;Nor is there on my crest a stainThat shame has left. In honor’s way,With head erect, I’ve lived this day.’When night slips down and day departsAnd rest returns to weary hearts,How fine it is to close the bookOf…
