Edgar Albert Guest

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

Edgar Albert Guest Poems

281. Reunited 8/25/2014
282. The Glories Of The Present 8/25/2014
283. The Spendthrift 8/25/2014
284. The Doubtful To-Morrow 8/25/2014
285. Tied Down 8/25/2014
286. The Gold Givers 8/25/2014
287. The Thumbed Collar 8/25/2014
288. Play The Man 8/25/2014
289. Wisdom's Haunts 8/25/2014
290. A Good World 8/25/2014
291. Slumberland Time 8/25/2014
292. Trouble 8/25/2014
293. Christmas Greeting 8/25/2014
294. The Lanes Of Boyhood 8/26/2014
295. A Little The Best Of It 8/26/2014
296. His Chance 8/26/2014
297. The Town Of Nothing-To-Do 8/26/2014
298. The Rewards Of Industry 8/26/2014
299. Literary Mother 8/26/2014
300. Somebody Spoke A Cheering Word 8/26/2014
301. A Fourth Of July Wish 8/26/2014
302. The Christmas Spirit 8/26/2014
303. The Change-Worker 8/26/2014
304. The Pay Envelope 8/26/2014
305. Dinner-Time 8/26/2014
306. Men And Dreamers 8/26/2014
307. The Way To Do 8/26/2014
308. An Old-Fashioned Welcome 8/26/2014
309. Summer Dreams 8/26/2014
310. Where's Mamma? 8/26/2014
311. The Simple Toilers 8/26/2014
312. The Lonely Fight 8/26/2014
313. Different 8/26/2014
314. The Christmas Gift For Mother 8/26/2014
315. He Struck Me! 8/26/2014
316. Fame 8/26/2014
317. His Rattle He Throws On The Floor 8/26/2014
318. Fixing The Shame 8/26/2014
319. A Scare 8/26/2014
320. Riches 8/26/2014

Comments about Edgar Albert Guest

  • 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.

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  • Steven Albert (10/20/2007 3:48:00 AM)


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Best Poem of Edgar Albert Guest

On Quitting

How much grit do you think you've got?
Can you quit a thing that you like a lot?
You may talk of pluck; it's an easy word,
And where'er you go it is often heard;
But can you tell to a jot or guess
Just how much courage you now possess?
You may stand to trouble and keep your grin,
But have you tackled self-discipline?
Have you ever issued commands to you
To quit the things that you like to do,
And then, when tempted and sorely swayed,
Those rigid orders have you obeyed?

Don't boast of your grit till you've tried it out,

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A Toast To The Men

Here's to the men! Since Adam's time
They've always been the same;
Whenever anything goes wrong,
The woman is to blame.
From early morn to late at night,
The men fault-finders are;
They blame us if they oversleep,
Or if they miss a car.
They blame us if, beneath the bed,