Edgar Albert Guest

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

Edgar Albert Guest Poems

881. When You Know A Fellow 7/12/2014
882. God Made This Day For Me 7/11/2014
883. When Day Is Done 7/11/2014
884. A Wonderful World 8/14/2014
885. Life's Canvas 7/11/2014
886. Life Is What We Make It 8/14/2014
887. Our House 7/11/2014
888. Other's Successes 8/27/2014
889. After All Is Said And Done 8/14/2014
890. Be Cheerful 8/14/2014
891. Raisin Pie 7/12/2014
892. My Creed 7/12/2014
893. Mothers' Excuses 7/12/2014
894. A Friend 7/11/2014
895. Henry Ford's Offhand Way 9/2/2014
896. Father 7/11/2014
897. The Doctor 8/20/2014
898. Fishing Reasons 8/27/2014
899. Laughter 7/12/2014
900. Bravery 8/20/2014
901. The First Rule Of Golf 8/20/2014
902. My Big Brother 8/27/2014
903. Neglected 8/20/2014
904. Just A Boy 8/20/2014
905. Golf Pride 8/14/2014
906. The Lay For The Troubled Golfer 7/11/2014
907. A Lesson From Golf 8/20/2014
908. Being Brave At Night 7/11/2014
909. Only A Dad 3/3/2015
910. The Proof Of Worth 3/29/2010
911. Tomorrow 7/12/2014
912. A Boy And His Dad 7/11/2014
913. A Successful Dad 8/20/2014
914. Success And Failure 7/12/2014
915. Not A Money Debt 8/20/2014
916. The Average Man 8/20/2014
917. Father And Son 7/14/2014
918. A Baby's Love 8/14/2014
919. A Boy And His Dog 7/11/2014
920. The Gentle Gardener 7/12/2014

Comments about Edgar Albert Guest

  • 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 (:

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  • 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)

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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 ...

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Father

My father knows the proper way
The nation should be run;
He tells us children every day
Just what should now be done.
He knows the way to fix the trusts,
He has a simple plan;
But if the furnace needs repairs,
We have to hire a man.
My father, in a day or two

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