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").
July The Fourth, 1917
Time was the cry went round the world:America for freedom speaks,A new flag is to-day unfurled,An eagle on the mountain shrieks,A king is failing on..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Approach Of Christmas
There's a little chap at our house that is being mighty good-Keeps the front lawn looking tidy in the way we've said he should;Doesn't leave his..
© Edgar Albert Guest
When It's Bad To Forget
DID you ever meet a brother as you hurried on your wayAnd invite him up to dinner, and his wife;Did you ever keep him standing until he had named the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Little Home
The little house is not too smallTo shelter friends who come to call.Though low the roof and small its spaceIt holds the Lord's abounding grace,And..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Prayer For The Home
Peace, unto this house, I pray,Keep terror and despair away;Shield it from evil and let sinNever find lodging room within.May never in these walls be..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Discovery Of A Soul
He didn't seem to care for work, he wasn't much at school.His speech was slow and commonplace- you wouldn't call him fool.And yet until the war broke..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Joys Within Reach
You needn't be rich to be happy,You needn't be famous to smile;There are joys for the poorest of toilersIf only he'll think them worth while.There..
© Edgar Albert Guest
From Laughter To Labor
We have wandered afar in our hunting for pleasure,We have scorned the soul's duty to gather up treasure;We have lived for our laughter and toiled for..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Faces
I look into the faces of the people passing by,The glad ones and the sad ones, and the lined with misery,And I wonder why the sorrow or the twinkle..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Reason For Work
Some struggle hard for worldly fame,Some toil to have an honored name,And some have great ambition.A few there are who strive that theyMay save the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
At The Peace Table
Who shall sit at the table, then, when the termsof peace are made-The wisest men of the troubled lands in theirsilver and gold brocade?Yes, they..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Unknown Friends
We cannot count our friends, nor sayHow many praise us day by day.Each one of us has friends that heHas yet to meet and really know,Who guard him..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Learn To Smile
The good Lord understood us when He taught us how to smile;He knew we couldn't stand it to be solemn all the while;He knew He'd have to shape us so..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Give Me A Single Day
GIVE me a single day, I ask no moreFrom dawn to dusk, ah, that is time enoughTo reach the goal that I am striving for;There is no need of further..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Autumn
The leaves are falling one by one,The Summer days are past and gone,The nights are cool and damp;The little children think it strangeAt tea-time, for..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Our Little Needs
A LITTLE more of loving, a little less of pain,A little more of sunshine, a little less of rain;A little more of friendship, a little less of..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Lonely Garden
I WONDER what the trees will say,The trees that used to share his play,An' knew him as the little ladWho used to wander with his dad.They've watched..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Service
I have no wealth of gold to give away,But I can pledge to worthy causes these:I'll give my strength, my days and hours of ease,My finest thought and..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Christmas, 1918
They give their all, this Christmastide, that peace on earth shall reign;Upon the snows of Flanders now, brave blood has left its stain;With ribbons..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Homes Of Joy
I LIKE the homes where a Teddy BearMonopolizes the best arm chair,Where the sofa a rag doll occupiesAnd a train of cars in the corner lies;For those..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Two-An'-Six
Merry voices chatterin',Nimble feet dem patterin',Big an' little, faces gay,Happy day dis market day.Sateday, de marnin' break,Soon, soon..
© Claude McKay
Joy In The Woods
There is joy in the woods just now,The leaves are whispers of song,And the birds make mirth on the boughAnd music the whole day long,And God! to..
© Claude McKay
Winter In The Country
Sweet life! how lovely to be hereAnd feel the soft sea-laden breezeStrike my flushed face, the spruce's fairFree limbs to see, the lesser trees'Bare..
© Claude McKay
Wild May
Aleta mentions in her tender letters,Among a chain of quaint and touching things,That you are feeble, weighted down with fetters,And given to strange..
© Claude McKay
Homing Swallows
Swift swallows sailing from the Spanish main,O rain-birds racing merrily awayFrom hill-tops parched with heat and sultry plainOf wilting plants and..
© Claude McKay