Here’s to the men! Since Adam’s time …
Edgar Albert Guest
My father knows the proper way …
Ain’t no use as I can see …
It takes a heap o’ livin’ in a house t’ make it home, …
Somebody said that it couldn’t be done …
How much grit do you think you’ve got? …
Only a dad, with a tired face, …
When you’re up against a trouble, …
Gettin’ together to smile an’ rejoice, …
To wed, or not to wed; that is the question; …
His eye was wild and his face was taut with anger and hate and rage, …
The crowded street his playground is, a patch of blue his sky; …
I’ve trod the links with many a man, …