Story-Time (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
"TELL us a story," comes the cry From little lips when nights are ...
"TELL us a story," comes the cry From little lips when nights are ...
'TIS friendship's test to guard the name Of him you love from all attack, As you are to his face, ...
The kids are out-of-doors once more; The heavy leggins that they wore, The winter caps that covered ears Are put ...
My grandpa is the finest manExcep' my pa. My grandpa canMake kites an' carts an' lots of thingsYou pull along ...
Some day, says Ma, "I'm goin' to getA party dress all trimmed with jet,An' hire a seamstress in, an' sheIs ...
There never was a family without its homely man,With legs a little longer than the ordinary plan,An' a shock of ...
Here we are, Britain! the finest and best of us Taking our coats off and rolling our sleeves, ...
I SING the family party that once we used to know, The old time family parties we gave so long ...
We were sittin' there, and smokin' of our pipes, discussin' thingsLike taxes, votes for wimmin, an' the totterin' ...
Some have the gift of song and some possess the gift of silver speech,Some have the gift of leadership and ...
There was a bear — his name was Jim,An' children weren't askeered of him,An' he lived in a cave, where ...
There's no lock upon your door, And the polish that you wore In the years ago when you were bright ...
Always whenever I want to playI've got to practice an hour a day,Get through breakfast an' make my bed,And Mother ...
To us the Flag has little meant. Each glorious stripe of red Was woven there to represent ...
YOU never hear a woman boastOf her endurance, yet I vowThe tiniest mite o' a woman hasMore courage than a ...
The stick-together families are happier by farThan the brothers and the sisters who take separate highways are.The gladdest people living ...
It's September, and the orchards are afire with red and gold, And the nights with dew are heavy, and the ...
The handy man about the houseIs old and bent and gray;Each morning in the yard he toils,Where all the children ...
Oh, my shoulders grow aweary of the burdens I am bearin',An' I grumble when I'm footsore at the rough road ...
I might have been rich if I'd wanted the gold instead of the friendships I've made.I might have had ...
We were settin' there an' smokin' of our pipes, discussin' things,Like licker, votes for wimmin, an' the totterin'thrones o' kings,When ...
A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year;He is almost what he should be when the ...
I'm sorry for a fellow if he cannot look and seeIn a grate fire's friendly flaming all the joys which ...
When my hair is thin and silvered, an' my time of toil is through, When I've many years behind me, ...
I've told about the times that Ma can't find her pocketbook, And how we have to hustle round for it ...
She never closed her eyes in sleep till we were all in bed;On party nights till we came home she ...
The little house has grown too small, or rather we have grownToo big to dwell within the walls where all ...
'Tis a little old house with a squeak in the stairs,And a porch that seems made for just two easy ...
The little old man with the curve in his backAnd the eyes that are dim and the skin that is ...
The boys upon the honor roll, God bless them all, I pray! God watch them when they sleep at ...
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