To A Lady Knitting (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
Little woman, hourly sitting, Something for a soldier knitting, What in fancy can you see? Many pictures ...
Little woman, hourly sitting, Something for a soldier knitting, What in fancy can you see? Many pictures ...
_The proof of a man is the danger test_, _That shows him up at his worst or best_. ...
Time was the cry went round the world: America for freedom speaks, A new flag is to-day ...
I NEVER knew him, for he never grewUp as so many strong little ones do;Just a year on the earth ...
To happiness I raise my glass, The goal of every human, The hope of every clan and class ...
Here we are, Britain! the finest and best of us Taking our coats off and rolling our sleeves, ...
No war is won by cannon fire alone; The soldier bears the grim and dreary role; He ...
He writes to us most every day, and how his letters thrill us! I can't describe the joys with ...
We all are warriors with sin. Crusading knights,we come to earthWith spotless plumes and shining shields to joustwith foes and ...
You can learn a lot from boysBy the way they use their toys;Some are selfish in their care,Never very glad ...
He was just a small church parson when the war broke out, and heLooked and dressed and acted like all ...
When Mrs. Malone got a letter from PatShe started to read it aloud in her flat."Dear Mary," it started, "I ...
It's coming time for planting in that little patch of ground,Where the lad and I made merry as he followed ...
I notice when the news comes in Of one who's claimed eternal glory, This simple phrase, "the ...
When we've honored the heroes returning from France,When we've mourned for the heroes who fell,When we've done all we can ...
Little women, little men,Childhood never comes again.Live it gaily while you may;Give your baby souls to play;March to sound of ...
He came down the stairs on the laughter-filled grillWhere patriots were eating and drinking their fill,The tap of his crutch ...
The glory of a soldier-and a soldier's not a saint-Is the way he does his duty without grumbling or complaint;His ...
The things that make a soldier great and send him out to die,To face the flaming cannon's mouth, nor ever ...
Give me the house where the toys are strewn, Where the dolls are asleep in the chairs,Where the building blocks ...
Let others sing their songs of war And chant their hymns of splendid death, Let others praise the soldiers' ways ...
There's a battered old drum on the floor, And a Teddy bear sleeps in my chair, There's a doll carriage ...
He will not come to him this year with all his old-time joy, An imitation Santa Claus must serve ...
When will the laughter ring again in the way that it used to do?Not till the soldiers come home again, ...
Along the paths o' glory there are faces new to-day,There are youthful hearts and sturdy that have found the westward ...
The miser thinks he's living when he's hoarding up his gold;The soldier calls it living when he's doing something bold;The ...
The miser thinks he's living when he's hoarding up his gold;The soldier calls it living when he's doing something bold;The ...
His mother's eyes are saddened, and her cheeksare stained with tears,And I'm facing now the struggle that I'vedreaded through the ...
It's funny when a feller wants to do his little bit,And wants to wear a uniform and lug a soldier's ...
Last night I held my arms to youAnd you held yours to mineAnd started out to march to meAs any ...
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