Edgar Albert Guest

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

Edgar Albert Guest Poems

521. The Family Party 8/26/2014
522. Little Miss Six O'Clock 8/26/2014
523. His Philosophy 8/26/2014
524. My Job 8/26/2014
525. The Finest Fellowship 8/26/2014
526. His First Long Trousers 8/25/2014
527. The Don'T Believers 8/25/2014
528. Tonsils 8/25/2014
529. The Old Wooden Tub 8/25/2014
530. Old Fashioned Remedies 8/26/2014
531. Tuckered Out 8/26/2014
532. My Plan 8/26/2014
533. The Evening Prayer 8/27/2014
534. The Bank Clerk 8/27/2014
535. The Limit 8/27/2014
536. Alone 8/15/2014
537. A Good Soldier 8/15/2014
538. A Lullaby 8/20/2014
539. The Honor Roll 8/20/2014
540. The Shattered Dream 8/20/2014
541. The Graduation Dress 8/20/2014
542. Pretending Not To See 8/20/2014
543. Bob White 8/20/2014
544. Committee Meetings 8/20/2014
545. History Teaches 8/20/2014
546. St. Valentine's Day 8/27/2014
547. Bud Discusses Cleanliness 8/27/2014
548. Being Dad On Christmas Eve 8/27/2014
549. Answering The Grumblers 8/27/2014
550. ‘erbert's H'Opinion 8/27/2014
551. Lines To The Wash Woman 8/27/2014
552. The Dreams Of Youth 8/27/2014
553. An Uncle 8/27/2014
554. St. Louis: A Song Of The City 9/2/2014
555. Happiness 9/2/2014
556. Contrary Sary 9/2/2014
557. Queer Ebenezer 9/2/2014
558. The Contented Man 8/14/2014
559. Up And Down The Lanes Of Love 8/14/2014
560. Out Of It All 8/14/2014

Comments about Edgar Albert Guest

  • Carolyn Collins (11/13/2015 1:22:00 PM)

    I have Collected Verse of Edgar A. Guest and have always loved his poems. I ran across one in an old newspaper during or after the war entitled The VIctory Loan but it isn't in my book. I should have copied it down, but didn't. Does anyone have it?

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  • Chester Copeland (10/9/2014 9:12:00 AM)

    I have a copy of a poem, attributed to Edgar Guest, entitled The Lighthouse Keeper Wonders. I cannot locate this poem under his name in these listings. Can anyone offer an explanation?

    The poem is about the speculations of an ex-lighthouse keeper who was put ashore (retired) by the mechanical automation of his lighthouse.

  • Lorrie Martinez (11/3/2013 8:35:00 PM)

    I have the original writing of I follow the famous father it's on a brown paper bag it is sign by Edgar Albert Guest himself. It was in a frame with a document and it was behind the document

  • Jeanette Porter (9/1/2013 9:33:00 AM)

    Edgar Guest was not just a poet but a teacher of what we would call now long lost morals. Although I am much to young to have seen his poetry in print I can say without a doubt he shaped my life and is a large part of who I am today. Brilliant poet!

  • Wyman Atkinson (6/16/2013 10:12:00 AM)

    I have and have read most of Mr. Guest's poems. I'm certain a lot would consider his work hackneyed and perhaps by to-days standard of poetry, some might agree. Edgar lived in a different time, a more simple, less complex and naive time in history. I read his work, with my head in my mother's era (1911) . Mr. Guest wrote with his heart and his soul and all of it made perfect sense. He was Detroit's poet laureate!

  • John Burdick (6/10/2012 5:24:00 AM)

    I just love the man but wish I could find more of his biography. I would like to know about his religious beliefs.

  • Cynthia Mcleod (3/28/2012 8:59:00 PM)

    My favorite poem by Guest is not on here. That's such a shame. It's called Teamwork. Google it (:

  • Roy Altemus (5/18/2010 11:04:00 PM)

    This was so appropriate for today's drivers. It was on the back of a 1949 Hudson car manual:

    COURTESY / Edgar A. Guest © 1947

    Not the “right of way” when driving, but the simple way of right and never once forgetting to be courteous and polite.
    A little bit of patience as behind the wheel you sit and you’ll never lose a fender and a child you’ll never hit.

    Oh, the worst of phrases ringing all through motordom today is that selfish bit of wording that is known as “right of way.”
    It has filled the graves of many who have sped some road along, since death never asks the question, is the driver right or wrong.

    Just a little thought for others, just remembering to be kind, just the willingness in traffic to slow down and stay behind.
    Just the show of gracious manners which all gentle folks display, and all the accidents that happen will be fewer day by day.

    Just control that flash of temper when another sounds his horn. In the car may be a mother soon to have her baby born.
    Be considerate in your driving and be courteous and be kind, and you’ll reach your dwelling safely and you’ll keep your peace of mind.

  • Naomi Bigelow (2/8/2008 5:08:00 PM)

    I grew up listening to WJR radio out of Detroit; listening to Edgar A. Guest's son, Bud Guest was part of everyday life. I remember one of his dad's poems, 'Open-face Letters' as the earliest one I can recall. This man's poetry and his son's voice are some of the homey things from The Good Old Days. They influenced me to begin writing poetry, too. Although I ended up published with novels, I still write the occasional poem, partly due to the Guests.

  • Steven Albert (10/20/2007 3:48:00 AM)


Best Poem of Edgar Albert Guest

See It Through

When you're up against a trouble,
Meet it squarely, face to face;
Lift your chin and set your shoulders,
Plant your feet and take a brace.
When it's vain to try to dodge it,
Do the best that you can do;
You may fail, but you may conquer,
See it through!
Black may be the clouds about you
And your future may seem grim,
But don't let your nerve desert you;
Keep yourself in fighting trim.
If the worst is bound to happen,
Spite of all that you can do,
Running from it will not save you,
See it ...

Read the full of See It Through

Hard Luck

Ain't no use as I can see
In sittin' underneath a tree
An' growlin' that your luck is bad,
An' that your life is extry sad;
Your life ain't sadder than your neighbor's
Nor any harder are your labors;
It rains on him the same as you,
An' he has work he hates to do;
An' he gits tired an' he gits cross,

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