Poems by Edgar Albert Guest
Bedtime
... How sweet the calm that settles down ...
When The Drums Shall Cease To Beat
... And the joys of home that we treasure so are the joys that their lives defend, ...
The Few
... With the drifting folks are crammed ...
His First Long Trousers
... And your blouses and your stockings, ...
A Plea
... God grant me faith to stand on guard, ...
Living Flowers
... An' there's never a bush or a plant or a tree, but ...
Literary Mother
... Poor kids, you've no mother tonight to undress you, ...
Real Singing
... There's a sweetness most appealing in the trilling of their notes: ...
Today
... Next week, next year, I may not live to see ...
Your Country Needs You
... You can be patient, brave and strong, ...
When We're All Alike
... And walked with men whose hands were white, ...
Results And Roses
... The things are mighty few on earth ...
The Brave Men
... When plans that they build go wrong, ...
The Fight With Self
... Oh, the fight for wealth and the fight for fame, ...
The Tramp
... Through the filth that all could see, ...
