Out Of Doors (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
The kids are out-of-doors once more; The heavy leggins that they wore, The winter caps that covered ears Are put ...
The kids are out-of-doors once more; The heavy leggins that they wore, The winter caps that covered ears Are put ...
GARDENING is hardeningIn every way you view it;It makes a fellow hustle,And it strengthens every muscle;It knots up many a ...
It's September, and the orchards are afire with red and gold, And the nights with dew are heavy, and the ...
I'm never alone in the garden, he said. "I'm never alone with the flowers.It seems like I'm meeting the ...
I look into the faces of the people passing by, The glad ones and the sad ones, and the lined ...
It's coming time for planting in that little patch of ground,Where the lad and I made merry as he followed ...
He was playing in the garden when we called him in for tea,But he didn't seem to hear us, so ...
When mother's sewing buttons onTheir little garments, one by one,I settle down contented thereAnd watch her in her rocking chair.She's ...
We're gittin' so we need againTo see the sproutin' seed again.We've been shut up all winter longWithin our narrow rooms;We're ...
Pa's not so very big or brave; he can't lift weights like Uncle Jim; His hands are soft like little ...
Old-fashioned flowers! I love them all:The morning-glories on the wall,The pansies in their patch of shade,The violets, stolen from a ...
The roses are bedded for winter, the tulips are planted for spring;The robins and martins have left us; there are ...
There in the flame of the open grate,All that is good in the past I see:Red-lipped youth on the swinging ...
I might not ever scale the mountain heightsWhere all the great men stand in glory now; I may not ever ...
Argue it pro and con as you will,And flout each other with words,But the rose will bloom and the summer ...
Troubles? Sure I've lots of them, Got 'em heaped up by the score, Got 'em baled and bundled up, Got ...
I did not argue with the man, It seemed a waste of words.He gave to chance the wondrous plan ...
You don't begrudge the labor when the roses start to bloom; You don't recall the dreary days that won you ...
The man who wants a garden fair, Or small or very big, With flowers growing here and there, Must bend ...
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