Poems by Edgar Albert Guest
Magazine Girl
... It's only in real life that we see things like that, ...
Eternal Friendship
... Though now he sleeps in hallowed ground, ...
The Common Touch
... And face the tasks which every morning brings, ...
Business
... "Once I trusted a friend and he didn't pay," ...
When Mother Cooked With Wood
... And yet those days were fragrant days ...
The Glories Of The Present
... When this frail form gives up its breath ...
Mother And The Baby
... For all the dreams of all the world are hovering 'round them there ...
The Rich Mans Woes
... sour of face; And the man who 's worth a million maybe wants to be a clown ...
Prophecy
... When is passed the smoke of battle ...
The Dont Believers
... The don't believe sermons they 're preaching are flat, ...
The Way Of The World
... We can make our own sunshine and make our own mirth, ...
Afraid Of His Dad
... Back home at night he says we're chums ...
The Summer Girl
... To forget; She tells her friends, ...
Hope
... From the distance is shining still ...
The Homely Man
... Like as though the thing that grieves 'em ...
