Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест)

Myself

I have to live with myself and so
I want to be fit for myself to know.
I want to be able as days go by
always to look myself straight in the eye;
I don't want to stand with the setting sun
and hate myself for the things I have done.
I don't want to keep on a closet shelf
a lot of secrets about myself
and fool myself as I come and go
into thinking no one else will ever know
The kind of person I really am,
I don't want to dress up myself in sham.
I want to go out with my head erect
I want to deserve all men's respect;
but here in the sruggle for fame and pelf
I want to be able to like myself.
I don't want to look at myself and know that
I am bluster and bluff and empty show.
I never can hide myself from me;
I see what others may never see;
I know what others may never know,
I never can fool myself and so,
whatever happens I want to be
self respecting and conscience free.

1. The Boy Soldier
2. The March of Mortality
3. Under the Roof Where the Laughter Rings
4. St. Valentine's Day
5. The Job

Harriet Monroe (Гарриет Монро) Myself ("What am I? I am Earth the mother")

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