Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
The Sulkers
The world's too busy now to pauseTo listen to a whiner's cause;It has no time to stop and petThe sulker in a peevish fret,Who wails he'll neither..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Story Telling
Most every night when they're in bed,And both their little prayers have said,They shout for me to come upstairsAnd tell them tales of gypsies..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Dull Road
It's the dull road that leads to the gay road;The practice that leads to success;The work road that leads to the play road;It is trouble that breeds..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Living Beauties
I never knew, until they went,How much their laughter really meantI never knew how much the placeDepended on each little face;How barren home could..
© Edgar Albert Guest
At Sugar Camp
At Sugar Camp the cook is kindAnd laughs the laugh we knew as boys;And there we slip away and findAwaiting us the old-time joys.The catbird calls the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Man Who Couldn'T Save
He spent what he made, or he gave it away,Tried to save money, and would for a day,Started a bank-account time an' again,Got a hundred or so for a..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Epicure
I've sipped a rich man's sparkling wine,His silverware I've handled.I've placed these battered legs of mine'Neath tables gayly candled.I dine on rare..
© Edgar Albert Guest
It Isn'T Costly
Does the grouch get richer quicker than the friendly sort of man?Can the grumbler labor better than the cheerful fellow can?Is the mean and churlish..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Purpose
Not for the sake of the gold,Not for the sake of the fame,Not for the prize would I holdAny ambition or aim:I would be brave and be trueJust for the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Boy Enlists
His mother's eyes are saddened, and her cheeksare stained with tears,And I'm facing now the struggle that I'vedreaded through the years;For the boy..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Exempt
They have said you needn't go to the front to face the foe;They have left you with your women and your children safe at home;They have spared you..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Roses And Sunshine
Rough is the road I am journeying now,Heavy the burden I'm bearing to-day;But I'm humming a song, as I wander along,And I smile at the roses that nod..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Rebellion
'My Crown Prince was fine and fair,' a sorrowfulfather said,'But he marched away with his regiment andthey tell me that he's dead!'We all must go,'..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Mother Faith
Little mother, life's adventure calls your boy away,Yet he will return to you on some brighter day;Dry your tears and cease to sigh, keep your mother..
© Edgar Albert Guest
It's September
It's September, and the orchards are afire with red and gold,And the nights with dew are heavy, and the morning's sharp with cold;Now the garden's at..
© Edgar Albert Guest
A Patriotic Wish
I'd like to be the sort of manthe flag could boast about;I'd like to be the sort of manit cannot live without;I'd like to be the type of manThat..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Rich
Who has a troop of romping youthAbout his parlour floor,Who nightly hears a round of cheers,When he is at the door,Who is attacked on every sideBy..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Boy That Was
When the hair about the temples starts to showthe signs of gray,And a fellow realizes that he's wandering farawayFrom the pleasures of his boyhood..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Hard Knocks
I'm not the man to say that failure's sweet,Nor tell a chap to laugh when things go wrong;I know it hurts to have to take defeatAn' no one likes to..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Hunter
Cheek that is tanned to the wind of the north.Body that jests at the bite of the cold,Limbs that are eager and strong to go forthInto the wilds and..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Laddies
Show me the boy who never threwA stone at someone's cat,Or never hurled a snowball swiftAt someone's high silk hat —Who never ran away from school,To..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Canning Time
There's a wondrous smell of spicesIn the kitchen,Most bewitchin';There are fruits cut into slicesThat just set the palate itchin';There's the sound..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Loafing
Under the shade of trees,Flat on my back at ease,Lulled by the hum of bees,There's where I rest;Breathing the scented air,Lazily loafing there,Never..
© Edgar Albert Guest
At Pelletier's
We've been out to Pelletier'sBrushing off the stain of years,Quitting all the moods of menAnd been boys and girls again.We have romped through..
© Edgar Albert Guest
When Nellie's On The Job
The bright spots in my life are when the servant quits the place,Although that grim disturbance brings a frown to Nellie's face;The week between the..
© Edgar Albert Guest