Care-Free Youth (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
The skies are blue and the sun is out and the grass is green and soft And the ...
The skies are blue and the sun is out and the grass is green and soft And the ...
My grandpa is the finest manExcep' my pa. My grandpa canMake kites an' carts an' lots of thingsYou pull along ...
The choir we had in Pixley wasn't much for looks an' styles, But today if I could hear it I ...
Out in the woods with a dog an' gunIs my idea of a real day's fun.'Tain't the birds that I'm ...
Along a stream that raced and ran Through tangled trees and over stones,That long had heard the pipes o' ...
When Pa came home last night he had a package in his hand,Now Ma," said he, "I've something here which ...
At Sugar Camp the cook is kind And laughs the laugh we knew as boys;And there we slip away and ...
It's coming time for planting in that little patch of ground,Where the lad and I made merry as he followed ...
I might have been rich if I'd wanted the gold instead of the friendships I've made.I might have had ...
Seemed like I couldn't stand it any more, The factory whistles blowin' day by day,An' men an' children hurryin' by ...
They ain't much, seen from day to day--The big elm tree across the way,The church spire, an' the meetin' placeLit ...
I HOLD the finest picture-booksAre woods an' fields an' runnin' brooks;An' when the month o' May has doneHer paintin', an' ...
Sue's got a baby now, an' sheIs like her mother used to be;Her face seems prettier, an' her waysMore settled-like. ...
DOWN the lanes of boyhood, let me go once more, Let me tread the paths of youth that I have ...
There is no music quite so sweetAs patter of a baby's feet.Who never hears along the hallThe sound of tiny ...
I WONDER what the trees will say,The trees that used to share his play,An' knew him as the little ladWho ...
Men will grow weary, said the Lord,"Of working for their bed and board.They'll weary of the money chaseAnd want to ...
I have no wish, my little lad, To climb the towering heights of fame.I am content to be your dad ...
DID you ever meet a brother as you hurried on your way And invite him up to dinner, and his ...
Fish can be bought in the market place,So it isn't the fish I'm after.I want to get free from the ...
The walls have seemed to say to me Where have the sticky fingers gone That always found their way to ...
I must get out to the woods again, to the whispering trees and the birds awing,Away from the haunts ...
Jes' the sort o' weather and jes' the sort of skyWhich seem to suit my fancy, with the white clouds ...
There may be finer pleasures than just tramping with your boy,And better ways to spend a day; there may be ...
I must get out to the woods again, to the whispering tree, and the birds a-wing,Away from the haunts of ...
Argue it pro and con as you will,And flout each other with words,But the rose will bloom and the summer ...
LAUGHTER and song and mirth, Roses that drip with dew, These are the joys of earth; Sunshine and skies of ...
I did not argue with the man, It seemed a waste of words.He gave to chance the wondrous plan ...
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