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anshnblh: Don't give up though the pace seems slow ; You might succeed with another blow. -Edgar Albert Guest

Bosco918: Had a couple chat with me while I was delivering the husbands meal, good people who genuinely wished me all the best in my future success. Even quoted Edgar Albert Guest, who just might become a favorite poet

Bosco918: But she never can say that he's downed While he bobs up serenely for more. A fellow's not dead till he dies, Nor beat till no longer he tries. by Edgar Albert Guest

agapeluvme: Happy Birthday! I Love you Bro❤️ It Couldn’t Be Done BY EDGAR ALBERT GUEST Somebody said that it couldn’t be done       But he with a chuckle replied That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one       Who…

steve_white2314: A Child Of Mine By Edgar Albert Guest, Famous Death Poem

billjlevin: It Couldn’t Be Done BY EDGAR ALBERT GUEST Somebody said that it couldn’t be done But he with a chuckle replied That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried. So he...

Spill_Words: At Christmas  a poem by Edgar Albert Guest A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year; He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season's here; Then he's thinking more of others than he's

crimedawgII: Black may be the clouds about you And your future may seem grim, But don’t let your nerve desert you; Keep yourself in fighting trim. If the worst is bound to happen, Spite of all that you can do, Running from it will not save you, See it through! Edgar Albert Guest

drsiobahncday: "You may fail, but fall still fighting; Don’t give up, whate’er you do; Eyes front, head high to the finish. See it through!" ~Edgar Albert Guest

CouettTyler: Edgar Albert Guest - The World Is Against Me

Ginger_Metal: Hoping that the guys from Amplified Festival Group can find a way through. If ever there was s time for the metal community to come together. Edgar Albert Guest; See it Through. When you’re up against a...

CCCathedralIndy: Only a Dad By Edgar Albert Guest Only a dad, with a tired face, Coming home from the daily race, Bringing little of gold or fame, To show how well he has played the game, But glad in his heart that his own rejoice To see him come, and to hear his voice.

2SpryDotCom: It Couldn't Be Done BY EDGAR ALBERT GUEST Somebody said that it couldn’t be done  But he with a chuckle replied That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one  Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried. So he buckled…

PresidenteElle: I must be fit for a child's glad greeting, His eyes are that there is no cheating; He must behold me in every test, Not at my worst, but at my very best; He must be proud when my life is done To have men know that is my son. - Edgar Albert Guest, 1923

PoetryAlive: May June bring you her roses, May summer poppies bloom, And may each day that closes Be fragrant with perfume. May you have no regretting When evening is begun, No vain and idle fretting O'er what you might have done. ~ Edgar Albert Guest

giftedkids: May June bring you her roses, May summer poppies bloom, And may each day that closes Be fragrant with perfume. May you have no regretting When evening is begun, No vain and idle fretting O'er what you might have done. ~ Edgar Albert Guest ~ Image...

DylanCornelius: Inspiring motivation to keep going. Don't quit! "See It Through" by Edgar Albert Guest | Poetry Foundation

muyiwag: When you are lonely and sick of heart, go to the friends we know. And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds, miss me--but let me go. - Edgar Albert Guest

rodomfam: A Child of Mine by Edgar Albert Guest For all of the Parents who lost their most precious blessing from our Lord: a Child My heart aches for you, regardless of how they died, for I cry for your pain

rodomfam: Edgar Albert Guest 1930 - A Child of Mine I will lend you, for a little time, A child of mine, He said For you to love the while he lives, And mourn for when he's dead It may be six or seven years, Or twenty-two or three. But will you, till I call him back take care of him for Me

rodomfam: But should the angels call for him, Much sooner than we've planned. We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, And try to understand. Edgar Albert Guest, circa 1930

Nick234678: "Only a dad with a tired face ..." by Edgar Albert Guest. A poem about dads whose love of family is through their daily work. Read more here:

Nick234678: Another poem about tired dads when they get home: grand words but limited action! "My father knows the proper way ..." Edgar Albert Guest Read more here:

Angelamuzz1: See It Through by Edgar Albert Guest Whatever happens the Prime Minister has my respect for her efforts to deliver Brexit. She has never run from the challenge

AndresOrh: "Think of the kindness not the meanness shown, The true friends not the false ones you have known; The joy and not the hatred of the strife, The sweetness not the bitterness of life." - Edgar Albert Guest

TampaFLJudo: It Couldn’t Be Done BY EDGAR ALBERT GUEST Somebody said that it couldn’t be done But he with a chuckle replied That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one Who wouldn’t say…

K_ScottCoaching: MONDAY MOTIVATION: Please find one of my favourite poems, by Edgar Albert Guest, which throughly kicks my arse into gear when I’m challenged. I hope you find it equally helpful - have a…

kaiizashi: 9. “There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done, There are thousands to prophesy failure, There are thousands to point out to you one by one, The dangers that wait to assail you.” — It Couldn’t Be Done by Edgar Albert Guest

JDVassar: Have You Earned Your Tomorrow By Edgar Albert Guest, Famous Inspirational Poem

KHThompson: "It Couldn't Be Done" - By Edgar Albert Guest.   Somebody said that it couldn't be done       But he with a chuckl...

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