Edgar Albert Guest Poems

If this were all of life we'll know,
If this brief space of breath
Were all there is to human toil,
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The miser thinks he's living when he's hoarding up his gold;
The soldier calls it living when he's doing something bold;
The sailor thinks it living to be tossed upon the sea,
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If never a sorrow came to us,
and never a care we knew;
If every hope were realized,
and every dream came true;
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Don't mind being broke at all,
When I can say that what I had
Was spent for toys for kiddies small
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The world is full of gladness,
There are joys of many kinds,
There's a cure for every sadness,
That each troubled mortal finds.
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To serve my country day by day
At any humble post I may;
To honor and respect her flag,
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God of battles, be with us now:
Guard our sons from the lead of shame,
Watch our sons when the cannons flame,
Let them not to a tyrant bow.
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The good old-fashioned mothers and the good old-fashioned dads,
With their good old-fashioned lassies and their good old-fashioned lads,
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Lord, make me tolerant and wise;
Incline my ears to hear him through;
Let him not stand with downcast eyes,
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The smell of arnica is strong,
And mother's time is spent
In rubbing father's arms and back
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