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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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Up And Down The Lanes Of Love

... Still our hearts keep perfect tune ...

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Neil Snow

... Neil Snow has crossed the line once more ...

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The Path To Home

... In the heat of youth they've struggled for achievement's honored name ...

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The Old-Fashioned Thanksgiving

... Then laughter rang throughout the home, and, Oh, the jokes they told ...

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Life

... Some frowning, some sighing, ...

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The Finer Thought

... " Sweet rest at night that man shall own ...

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The Complacent Slacker

... There's nothing now to make us fret, there, ...

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Ma And The Auto

... "You'd better toot your horn," says she, "to let him know we're near ...

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A Vanished Joy

... Our kids could know that bygone thrill and scrape the frosting dish ...

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The Cookie Jar

... Like the love of the Mother it shines through our years ...

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Life's Single Standard

... Some rise to fame by the force of skill, grow great by the might of power, ...

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The Song Of Loved Ones

...   "Heigho! for the father who toils to-day, ...

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The Gentle Gardener

... But, having lived and having toiled, ...

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The Other Fellow

... Whose road seems always lined with flowers ...

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A Family Row

... But you just can't help hearing the harsh things they say ...