Edgar Albert Guest

(20 August 1881 - 5 August 1959 / Birmingham / England)

Edgar Albert Guest Poems

441. On A Certain Religious Argument 7/11/2014
442. Prayer For The Home 7/11/2014
443. The Little Home 7/11/2014
444. A Christmas Carol 7/11/2014
445. What We Need 7/11/2014
446. Boy O' Mine 7/11/2014
447. The Fifty-Per-Cent Man 7/11/2014
448. Living 7/12/2014
449. Denial 7/12/2014
450. The Newspaper Man 7/12/2014
451. Somebody Else 7/12/2014
452. The Gold Star 7/12/2014
453. Prophecy 7/12/2014
454. The Silver Stripes 7/12/2014
455. Hate 7/12/2014
456. The Little Church 7/12/2014
457. The Little Hurts 7/12/2014
458. The Love Of The Game 7/12/2014
459. It Isn'T Costly 7/14/2014
460. The Man Who Couldn'T Save 7/12/2014
461. Story Telling 7/12/2014
462. The First Steps 7/15/2014
463. The Real Bait 7/15/2014
464. The Bumps And Bruises Doctor 7/14/2014
465. The Pathway Of The Living 7/15/2014
466. The Little Army 7/15/2014
467. The Boy Soldier 7/15/2014
468. The Alarm 8/14/2014
469. Ideals 8/14/2014
470. The Temple - What Makes It Of Worth 8/14/2014
471. The New Year 8/14/2014
472. The Joy To Be 8/14/2014
473. So Easy 8/14/2014
474. All For The Best 8/14/2014
475. The Joys Of Home 8/14/2014
476. Gossip 8/14/2014
477. April Thoughts 8/15/2014
478. Don'T You Know 8/15/2014
479. Under The Roof Where The Laughter Rings 8/15/2014
480. To The Failures 8/20/2014

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Best Poem of Edgar Albert Guest

Myself

I have to live with myself and so
I want to be fit for myself to know.
I want to be able as days go by,
always to look myself straight in the eye;
I don't want to stand with the setting sun
and hate myself for the things I have done.
I don't want to keep on a closet shelf
a lot of secrets about myself
and fool myself as I come and go
into thinking no one else will ever know
the kind of person I really am,
I don't want to dress up myself in sham.
I want to go out with my head erect
I want to deserve all men's respect;
but here in the struggle ...

Read the full of Myself

A Toast To The Men

Here's to the men! Since Adam's time
They've always been the same;
Whenever anything goes wrong,
The woman is to blame.
From early morn to late at night,
The men fault-finders are;
They blame us if they oversleep,
Or if they miss a car.
They blame us if, beneath the bed,

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