Edgar Albert Guest Poems

A boy and his dog make a glorious pair:
No better friendship is found anywhere,
For they talk and they walk and they run and they play,
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This I would claim for my success—not fame nor gold,
Nor the throng's changing cheers from day to day,
Not always ease and fortune's glad display,
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Who once has had a friend has found
The link 'twixt mortal and divine;
Though now he sleeps in hallowed ground,
He lives in memory's sacred shrine;
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My Pa he eats his breakfast
in a funny sort of way:
We hardly ever see him
at the first meal of the day.
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I've told about the times that Ma can't find her pocketbook,
And how we have to hustle round for it to help her look,
But there's another care we know that often comes our way,
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Can't is the worst word that's written or spoken;
Doing more harm here than slander and lies;
On it is many a strong spirit broken,
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Never a sigh for the cares that she bore for me
Never a thought of the joys that flew by;
Her one regret that she couldn't do more for me,
Thoughtless and selfish, her Master was I.
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At The Millennium
WHENEVER men and women learn
To be themselves from day to day,
To spend no more than what they earn,
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Less hate and greed
Is what we need
And more of service true;
More men to love
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When day is done and the night slips down,
And I've turned my back on the busy town,
And come once more to the welcome gate
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