I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little ma...n's pleasure when they come a cropper.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Come, little boy, and rock asleep; Sing lullaby and be thou still;... I, that can do naught else but weep, Will sit by thee and wail my fill: God bless my babe, and lullaby From this thy father's quality.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
O whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad; O whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad:... Tho' father and mither and a' should gae mad, O whistle, and I'll come to you, my lad.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Keep the home fires burning, While your hearts are yearning,... Though your lads are far away They dream of home. There's a silver lining Through the dark cloud shining; Turn the dark cloud inside out, Till the boys come home.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »