Poems by Edgar Albert Guest
The Harder Part
... She must see through every window where the baby used to play,[Pg 63] ...
Doughnuts And Cider
... Because four doughnuts that you buy, with cider I washed down last night ...
Patriotism
... And find their homes worth while, ...
Troubles
... Troubles? Sure I've got 'em, but ...
If Those Who Love Us
... If they still think our work worth while, ...
Trouble
... Guards his strength, grows weak and loses ...
The Old-Fashioned Cooks
... There were no little dabs served to make you ungrateful, ...
The Change-Worker
... An' he knows it's his flesh an' his blood that is there, ...
There Are No Gods!
... Each one must choose the path he'll go, ...
Shut-Ins
... Our souls will break their narrow cells, ...
July The Fourth, 1917
... Her flag, for truth and right, unfurled, ...
Peace
... Must pay for it with hours of strife and care, ...
Pleasing Dad
... And when I'd done a thing worth while, the thought that made me glad ...
Little Girl
... Little girl; All the printed line could tell, ...
A Little The Best Of It
... An' he makes a clean breast of it, ...
