If You Had The Choice Of Two Women To Wed (Robert William Service Poems)
If you had the choice of two women to wed,(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)And the first from ...
If you had the choice of two women to wed,(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)And the first from ...
There's a drip of honeysuckle in the deep green lane; There's old Martin jogging homeward on his worn old wain; ...
There was a woman, and she was wise; woefully wise was she; She was old, so old, yet her years ...
All day long when the shells sail over I stand at the sandbags and take my chance; But at night, ...
This is the song of the parson's son, as he squats in his shack alone, On the wild, weird nights, ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
We couldn't sit and study for the law; The stagnation of a bank we couldn't stand; For our riot blood ...
I wonder 'oo and wot 'e was, That 'Un I got so slick. I couldn't see 'is face because The ...
"Carry your suitcase, Sir?" he said. I turned away to hide a grin, For he was shorter by a head ...
'God' is composed of letters three, But if you put an 'l' Before the last it seems to me A ...
Now Fireman Flynn met Hank the Finn where lights of Lust-land glow; "Let's leave," says he, "the lousy sea, and ...
I like to think that when I fall, A rain-drop in Death's shoreless sea, This shelf of books along the ...
In the little Crimson Manual it's written plain and clear That who would wear the scarlet coat shall say good-bye ...
I told a truth, a tragic truth That tore the sullen sky; A million shuddered at my sooth And anarchist ...
"The North has got him." --Yukonism. I tried to refine that neighbor of mine, honest to God, I did. I ...
Worms finer for fishing you couldn't be wishing; I delved them dismayed from the velvety sod; The rich loam upturning ...
Heed me, feed me, I am hungry, I am red-tongued with desire; Boughs of balsam, slabs of cedar, gummy fagots ...
When the long, long day is over, and the Big Boss gives me my pay, I hope that it won't ...
Within a pub that's off the Strand and handy to the bar, With pipe in mouth and mug in hand ...
An angel was tired of heaven, as he lounged in the golden street; His halo was tilted sideways, and his ...
She lay like a saint on her copper couch; Like an angel asleep she lay, In the stare of the ...
Time, the Jester, jeers at you; Your life's a fleeting breath; Your birthday's flimsy I.O.U. To that old devil, Death. ...
Gold! We leapt from our benches. Gold! We sprang from our stools. Gold! We wheeled in the furrow, fired with ...
So now I take a bitter road Whereon no bourne I see, And wearily I lift the load That once ...
Jerry MacMullen, the millionaire, Driving a red-meat bus out there -- How did he win his Croix de Guerre? Bless ...
Some carol of the banjo, to its measure keeping time; Of viol or of lute some make a song. My ...
(With apologies to the singer of the "Song of the Banjo".) I'm a homely little bit of tin and bone; ...
I'm dead. Officially I'm dead. Their hope is past. How long I stood as missing! Now, at last I'm dead. ...
We'd left the sea-gulls long behind, And we were almost in mid-ocean; The sky was soft and blue and kind, ...
It was the steamer Alice May that sailed the Yukon foam. And touched in every river camp from Dawson down ...
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