Edgar Guest
Edgar Guest
Edgar Albert Guestwas a prolific English-born American poet who was popular in the first half of the 20th century and became known as the People's Poet...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth20 August 1881
CountryUnited States of America
kindness deeds forty
One deed of kindness noticed is worth forty that are told.
nature bird care
Away from the tumult of motor and mill I want to be care-free; I want to be still! I'm weary of doing things; weary of words I want to be one with the blossoms and birds.
family sweet humble
Lord, this humble house we'd keep Sweet with play and calm with sleep. Help us so that we may give Beauty to the lives we live. Let Thy love and let Thy grace Shine upon our dwelling place.
needs action
For to see good put in action is what everybody needs.
friendship simple needs
Be a friend. You don't need glory. Friendship is a simple story.
time men miracle
Now seeds are just dimes to the man in the store And the dimes are the things that he needs, And I've been to buy them in seasons before But have thought of them merely as seeds; But it flashed through my mind as I took them this time, "You purchased a miracle here for a dime."
real believe greatness
Who does his task from day to day and meets whatever comes his way, Believing God has willed it so, has found real greatness here below. Who guards his post, no matter where, believing God must need him there, Although but lowly toil it be, has risen to nobility. For great and low there's just one test, 'tis that each man shall do his best, Who works with all the strength he can, shall never die in debt to man.
firsts hats done
Somebody scoffed, Oh, you'll never to that - At least no one ever has done it; But he took off his coat and he took off his hat, And the first thing we knew, he'd begun it.
eye able looks
I want to be able, as days go by, always to look myself straight in the eye.
home house
It takes a heap o' livin' in a house t' make it home
adversity clothes storm
You when the storm is raging - how do you face despair? It is you that the world discovers, whatever the clothes you wear.
done faces would-be
Somebody said that it couldn't be done But he with a chuckle replied That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one Who wouldn't say so till he tried. So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin On his face. If he worried he hid it. He started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn't be done, and he did it.
dream lying men
There's nothing that builds up a toil-weary soul Like a day on a stream, Back on the banks of the old fishing hole Where a fellow can dream. There's nothing so good for a man as to flee From the city and lie Full length in the shade of a whispering tree And gaze at the sky. . . . . It is good for the world that men hunger to go To the banks of a stream, And weary of sham and of pomp and of show They have somewhere to dream. For this life would be dreary and sordid and base Did they not now and then Seek refreshment and calm in God's wide, open space And come back to be men.
happiness men light
The happy man is he who turns his soul Unto the light of joys that he can find; And pays each day its just demand of toll, But shuts the future troubles from his mind.