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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest

Opportunity

So long as men shall be on earth
There will be tasks for them to do,
Some way for them to show their worth;
Each day shall bring its problems new.
 
And men shall dream of mightier deeds
Than ever have been done before:
There always shall be human needs
For men to work and struggle for.

#English #XXCentury #1916 #AHeapO'Livin'

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I

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