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Midnight In The Pantry
You can boast your round of pleasures, praise the sound of popping corks,Where the orchestra is playing to the rattle of the forks;And your..
© Edgar Albert Guest
October
Days are gettin' shorter an' the air a keener snap;Apples now are droppin' into Mother Nature's lap;The mist at dusk is risin' over valley, marsh an'..
© Edgar Albert Guest
There Are No Gods!
There are no gods that bring to youthThe rich rewards that stalwarts claim;The god of fortune is in truthA vision and an empty name.The toiler who..
© Edgar Albert Guest
A Father's Thoughts
Because I am his father, theyExpect me to put grief away;Because I am a man, and roughAnd sometimes short of speech and gruff,The women folks at home..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Junk Box
My father often used to say:'My boy don't throw a thing away:You'll find a use for it some day.'So in a box he stored up things,Bent nails, old..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Chaplain
He was just a small church parson when the war broke out, and heLooked and dressed and acted like all parsons that we see.He wore the cleric's..
© Edgar Albert Guest
A Family Row
I freely confess there are good friends of mine,With whom we are often invited to dine,Who get on my nerves so that I cannot eatOr stay with my usual..
© Edgar Albert Guest
A Family Row
I freely confess there are good friends of mine,With whom we are often invited to dine,Who get on my nerves so that I cannot eatOr stay with my usual..
© Edgar Albert Guest
We Need A Few More Optimists
We need a few more optimists,The kind that double up their fistsAnd set their jaws, determined-like,A blow at infamy to strike.Not smiling men, who..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Sorry Hostess
She said she was sorry the weather was badThe night that she asked us to dine;And she really appeared inexpressibly sadBecause she had hoped 'twould..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Leader Of The Gang
Seems only just a year ago that he was toddling round the placeIn pretty little colored suits and with a pink and shining face.I used to hold him in..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Send Her A Valentine
Send her a valentine to sayYou love her in the same old way.Just drop the long familiar waysAnd live again the old-time daysWhen love was new and..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The March Of Mortality
Over the hills of time to the valley of endless years;Over the roads of woe to the land that is free from tearsUp from the haunts of men to the place..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Home And The Baby
Home was never home before,Till the baby came.Love no golden jewels wore,Till the baby came.There was joy, but now it seemsDreams were not the rosy..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Back Home
GLAD to be back home again,Where abide the friendly men;Glad to see the same old scenesAnd the little house that meansAll the joys the soul has..
© Edgar Albert Guest
No Better Land Than This
If I knew a better country in this glorious world todayWhere a man's work hours are shorter and he's drawing bigger pay,If the Briton or the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
No Room For Hate
We have room for the man with an honest dream,With his heart on fire and his eyes agleam;We have room for the man with a purpose true,Who comes to..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Gift of India
"Is there ought you need that my hands withhold,Rich gifts of raiment or grain or gold?Lo ! I have flung to the East and the WestPriceless treasures..
© Sarojini Naidu
To Youth
O YOUTH, sweet comrade Youth, wouldst thou be gone?Long have we dwelt together, thou and I;Together drunk of many an alien dawn,And plucked the fruit..
© Sarojini Naidu
The Snake Charmer
WHITHER dost thou hide from the magic of my flute-call?In what moonlight-tangled meshes of perfume,Where the clustering keovas guard the squirrel's..
© Sarojini Naidu
The Song Of Princess Zeb-Un-Nissa In Praise Of Her Own Beauty
WHEN from my cheek I lift my veil,The roses turn with envy pale,And from their pierced hearts, rich with pain,Send forth their fragrance like a..
© Sarojini Naidu
To The God Of Pain
UNWILLING priestess in thy cruel fane,Long hast thou held me, pitiless god of Pain,Bound to thy worship by reluctant vows,My tired breast girt with..
© Sarojini Naidu
The Coromandel Fishers
Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light,The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all..
© Sarojini Naidu
To My Fairy Fancies
NAY, no longer I may hold you,In my spirit's soft caresses,Nor like lotus-leaves enfold youIn the tangles of my tresses.Fairy fancies, fly awayTo the..
© Sarojini Naidu
The Soul's Prayer
In childhood's pride I said to Thee:'O Thou, who mad'st me of Thy breath,Speak, Master, and reveal to meThine inmost laws of life and death.'Give me..
© Sarojini Naidu