Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест)

Success

I hold no dream of fortune vast,
Nor seek undying fame.
I do not ask when life is past
That many know my name.
I may not own the skill to rise
To glory's topmost height,
Nor win a place among the wise,
But I can keep the right.
And I can live my life on earth
Contented to the end,
If but a few shall know my worth
And proudly call me friend.

1. Home (It takes a heap o’ livin’ in a house t’ make it home)
2. The Boy Soldier
3. Laughter
4. The Home Builders
5. Bud

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Success ("OFT have I brooded on defeat and pain")

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