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The man who wants a garden fair,
Or small or very big,
With flowers growing here and there,
Must bend his back and dig.
The things are mighty few on earth That wishes can attain.
Whate'er we want of any worth We've got to work to gain.
It matters not what goal you seek Its secret here reposes:
You've got to dig from week to week To get Results or Roses.
Edgar Albert Guest
Edgar Albert Guest (20 August 1881 – 5 August 1959) was a British-born American poet who was popular in the first half of the 20th century and b
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