A Real Man
Edgar Guest 

Men are of two kinds, and he 
Was of the kind I'd like to be. 
Some preach their virtues, and a few 
Express their lives by what they do. 
That sort was he. No flowery phrase 
Or glibly spoken words of praise 
Won friends for him. He wasn't cheap 
Or shallow, but his course ran deep, 
And it was pure. You know the kind. 
Not many in a life you find 
Whose deeds outrun their words so far 
That more than what they seem they are. 

There are two kinds of lies as well: 
The kind you live, the ones you tell. 
Back through his years from age to youth 
He never acted one untruth. 
Out in the open light he fought 
And didn't care what others thought 
Nor what they said about his fight 
If he believed that he was right. 
The only deeds he ever hid 
Were acts of kindness that he did. 

What speech he had was plain and blunt. 
His was an unattractive front. 
Yet children loved him; babe and boy 
Played with the strength he could employ, 
Without one fear, and they are fleet 
To sense injustice and deceit. 
No back door gossip linked his name 
With any shady tale of shame. 
He did not have to compromise 
With evil-doers, shrewd and wise, 
And let them ply their vicious trade 
Because of some past escapade. 

Men are of two kinds, and he 
Was of the kind I'd like to be. 
No door at which he ever knocked 
Against his manly form was locked. 
If ever man on earth was free 
And independent, it was he. 
No broken pledge lost him respect, 
He met all men with head erect, 
And when he passed, I think there went 
A soul to yonder firmament 
So white, so splendid and so fine 
It came almost to God's design. 

~ Unsorted ~
Good Books    When Day Is Done    What We Need
God Made This Day For Me    The Homely Man    The Joys We Miss
What I Call Living    If This Were All    A Christmas Carol
Forgotten Boyhood    The Peaks of Valor    No Children!
The Loss Is Not So Great    Home and the Office    He's Taken Out His Papers
No Room for Hate    A Boy and His Dog    No Better Land Than This

~ Patriotism ~
A Patriotic Creed    Memorial Day    Show the Flag
Things That Make A Soldier Great    
Forefathers' Day    A Creed    A Patriotic Wish
The Future

~ Everyday Living ~
Raisen Pie    Out Fishin'   

~ Friendship ~
A Friend    Be A Friend    A Friends Greeting

~ Having Character ~
At The Door    Myself    You   
The Brethren    The Love of the Game    Influence
The Finer Thought    When You Know A Fellow    Thoughtlessness
Things That Haven't Been Done Before    The Cheat    Equipment
True Nobility    Can't

~ On Being A Dad ~
Only A Dad    Afraid Of His Dad    Story Telling

~ Boys & Girls ~
Treasures    The Beauties    Being Brave At Night
A Boy and His Dad    The Good Little Boy   

~ The Babies ~
A New Baby In The House    A Child Of Mine
When A Baby Dies    Baby Feet    What A Baby Costs

~ Being A Man ~
A Real Man    My Creed    A Man
Lord Make Me A Regular Man    The Man Who Couldn't Save
The True Man    Answering Him

~ Home & The Family~
The Little Home    On Going Home For Christmas    Take Home A Smile
The Stick-Together Families    The Perfect Dinner Table
Home (It Takes A Heap O' Livin')

~ God & Faith ~
Silent    When Sorrow Comes    Sermons We See
The First Easter    As We Prayed    The Weaver
Faith    On a Certain Religious Argument   

~ Life ~
Life    It Couldn't Be Done    See It Through
Life's Canvas   

~ A Certain Kind Of Folk ~
The Lighthouse Keeper Wonders    The Scoutmaster

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