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Born in August 20, 1881 / Died in August 5, 1959 / United States / English

Poems by Edgar Albert Guest

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The Deeds Of Anger

... An' it's bound to rise to taunt you, though you long have squared the debt, ...

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No Room For Hate

... We have room for the man who will learn our ways, ...

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The Doubtful To-Morrow

... Do the friends they'd have cheered know the thoughts of the dead ...

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A Woman’s Ways

... Kissing, hugging, squeezing, gurgling, ...

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A Place At The Top

... And the world won't care which of these you do, ...

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For The Living

... Us today; Strew some living brother's way so, ...

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A Toast To Happiness

...   The tramp that seeks new roads to fare, ...

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Ma And Her Checkbook

...   He tells his friends if ever anything our fortune ...

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My Land

... Where cheeks are tanned and hearts are bold ...

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On Going Home For Christmas

... Just sit down and write a letter - it will make their heart strings hum ...

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The Finest Fellowship

... Oh, some may choose to walk with kings and men of pomp and pride, ...

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Accomplished Care

... And soothes the hurts and makes their memory fair ...

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The Benefit Of Trouble

... It 'a trouble that makes you and proves your worth, ...

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A Prayer, 1918

... For every Sacrificial deed! ...

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The Path O' Little Children

... An' leads us through the barnyard an' through the pasture bars ...