Edgar Albert Guest Poems

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201.
Selling The Old Home

The little house has grown too small, or rather we have grown
Too big to dwell within the walls where all our joys were known.
And so, obedient to the wish of her we love so well,
I have agreed for sordid gold the little home to sell.
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202.
With Dog And Gun

Out in the woods with a dog an' gun
Is my idea of a real day's fun.
'Tain't the birds that I'm out to kill
That furnish me with the finest thrill,
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203.
A Creed

Lord let me not in service lag.
Let me be worthy of our flag.
Let me remember when I'm tired,
The sons heroic who have died.
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204.
Back Home

GLAD to be back home again,
Where abide the friendly men;
Glad to see the same old scenes
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205.
No Room For Hate

We have room for the man with an honest dream,
With his heart on fire and his eyes agleam;
We have room for the man with a purpose true,
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206.
No Better Land Than This

If I knew a better country in this glorious world today
Where a man's work hours are shorter and he's drawing bigger pay,
If the Briton or the Frenchman had an easier life than mine,
I'd pack my goods this minute and I'd sail across the brine.
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207.
Home And The Baby

Home was never home before,
Till the baby came.
Love no golden jewels wore,
Till the baby came.
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208.
The March Of Mortality

Over the hills of time to the valley of endless years;
Over the roads of woe to the land that is free from tears
Up from the haunts of men to the place where the angels are,
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209.
Send Her A Valentine

Send her a valentine to say
You love her in the same old way.
Just drop the long familiar ways
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210.
Leader Of The Gang

Seems only just a year ago that he was toddling round the place
In pretty little colored suits and with a pink and shining face.
I used to hold him in my arms to watch when our canary sang,
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