Old-Fashioned Folks (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
OLD-FASHIONED folks! God bless 'em all! The fathers an' the mothers, The aunts an' uncles, fat an' tall, The sisters ...
OLD-FASHIONED folks! God bless 'em all! The fathers an' the mothers, The aunts an' uncles, fat an' tall, The sisters ...
I learn one thing:death is no longerremote. It happensto people that I love.An aunt collapseswith a thud.Her heart gives outlike ...
Can it be the sun descending O'er the level plain of water? Or the Red Swan floating, flying, Wounded by ...
Taped to the wall of my cell are 47 pictures: 47 black faces: my father, mother, grandmothers (1 dead), grand- ...
How you became a poet's a mystery! Wherever did you get your talent from? I say: I had two uncles, ...
In the mid August, in the second year of my First Polar Expedition, the snow and ice of winter almost ...
WHENCE comes our friend so hastily, ...
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
Unfunny uncles who insist in trying on a lady's hat, --oh, even if the joke falls flat, we share your ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
I call on those that call me son, Grandson, or great-grandson, On uncles, aunts, great-uncles or great-aunts, To judge what ...
Memories bursting like tears or waves On some lonely Adriatic shore Beating again and again Threshings of green sea foam ...
THE LANDS OF MY CHILDHOOD 1 I am leaving the holy city of Leeds For the last time for the ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
COUNT these reminiscences like money. The Greeks had their picnics under another name. The Romans wore glad rags and told ...
(Rock Lake, Canada) In this country there is neither measure nor balance To redress the dominance of rocks and woods, ...
I This is the sunburnt bushman who Came down from Goondiwindi, Q. II This is the Push from Waterloo That ...
He dropped, -- more sullenly than wearily, Lay stupid like a cod, heavy like meat, And none of us could ...
Some people find out they are Jews. They can't believe it. Thy had always hated Jews. As children they had ...
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