Edgar Albert Guest

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

Edgar Albert Guest Poems

241. A Valentine 8/26/2014
242. The Town Of Nothing-To-Do 8/26/2014
243. The Rewards Of Industry 8/26/2014
244. Literary Mother 8/26/2014
245. Somebody Spoke A Cheering Word 8/26/2014
246. A Fourth Of July Wish 8/26/2014
247. The Christmas Spirit 8/26/2014
248. The Change-Worker 8/26/2014
249. The Pay Envelope 8/26/2014
250. Dinner-Time 8/26/2014
251. A Little The Best Of It 8/26/2014
252. His Chance 8/26/2014
253. An Old-Fashioned Welcome 8/26/2014
254. Summer Dreams 8/26/2014
255. Where's Mamma? 8/26/2014
256. The Simple Toilers 8/26/2014
257. The Lonely Fight 8/26/2014
258. Different 8/26/2014
259. The Christmas Gift For Mother 8/26/2014
260. He Struck Me! 8/26/2014
261. Fame 8/26/2014
262. His Rattle He Throws On The Floor 8/26/2014
263. Fixing The Shame 8/26/2014
264. A Scare 8/26/2014
265. Riches 8/26/2014
266. The Little Country Bus 8/26/2014
267. Cornered 8/26/2014
268. Doughnuts And Cider 8/26/2014
269. Sunday In The Country 8/26/2014
270. The Rich Man's Woes 8/26/2014
271. The Boy Mind 8/26/2014
272. The Farmer Talks 8/26/2014
273. The Summer Argument 8/26/2014
274. Out Of The Day 8/26/2014
275. The Homecomer's Song 8/26/2014
276. What To Do 8/27/2014
277. The Way Of The World 8/27/2014
278. After A Proposal 8/27/2014
279. Songs Of Gloom 8/27/2014
280. Autumn Evenings 8/27/2014

Comments about Edgar Albert Guest

  • 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.

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  • 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)

    THIS IS ONE OF THE BETTER SITES THAT I HAVE BEEN TO. I JUST SIGNED UP AND I HAVE TO EXPLORE THE SITE MORE.
    THANK YOU

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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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

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