Fighting Mac (Robert William Service Poems)
A Life TragedyA pistol shot rings round and round the world;In pitiful defeat a warrior lies.A last defiance to dark ...
A Life TragedyA pistol shot rings round and round the world;In pitiful defeat a warrior lies.A last defiance to dark ...
Between the cliff-rise and the beach A slip of emerald I own; With fig and olive, almond, peach, cherry and ...
He had the grocer's counter-stoop, That little man so grey and neat; His moustache had a doleful droop, He hailed ...
When a girl's sixteen, and as poor as she's pretty, And she hasn't a friend and she hasn't a home, ...
This is the pay-day up at the mines, when the bearded brutes come down; There's money to burn in the ...
Tramp, tramp, the grim road, the road from Mons to Wipers (I've 'ammered out this ditty with me bruised and ...
For oh, when the war will be over We'll go and we'll look for our dead; We'll go when the ...
Said Hongray de la Glaciere unto his proud Papa: "I want to take a wife mon Père," The Marquis laughed: ...
When you have sailed the seven seas And looped the ends of earth, You'll long at last for slippered ease ...
A Life Tragedy A pistol shot rings round and round the world; In pitiful defeat a warrior lies. A last ...
We was in a crump-'ole, 'im and me; Fightin' wiv our bayonets was we; Fightin' 'ard as 'ell we was, ...
I used to think a pot of ink Held magic in its fluid, And I would ply a pen when ...
We talked of yesteryears, of trails and treasure, Of men who played the game and lost or won; Of mad ...
Because life's passing show Is little to his mind, There is a man I know Indrawn from human kind. His ...
That scathing word I used in scorn (Though half a century ago) Comes back to me this April morn, Like ...
Our cowman, old Ed, hadn't much in his head, And lots of folks though him a witling; But he wasn't ...
Being a writer I receive Sweet screeds from folk of every land; Some are so weird you'd scarce believe, And ...
What I seek far yet seldom find Is large simplicity of mind In fellow men; For I have sprouted from ...
Unpenitent, I grieve to state, Two good men stood by heaven's gate, Saint Peter coming to await. The stopped the ...
I own a gorgeous Cadillac, A chauffeur garbed in blue; And as I sit behind his back His beefy neck ...
Of course you've heard of the Nancy Lee, and how she sailed away On her famous quest of the Arctic ...
Oh bear with me, for I am old And count on fingers five The years this pencil I may hold ...
I watched one day a parrot grey - 'twas in a barber shop. "Cuckold!" he cried, until I sighed: "You ...
I wanted the gold, and I sought it, I scrabbled and mucked like a slave. Was it famine or scurvy ...
Since much has been your mirth And fair your fate, Friend, leave your lot of earth Less desolate. With frailing ...
I guess folks think I'm mighty dumb Since Jack and Jim and Joe Have hit the trail to Kingdom Come ...
I Let others sing of gold and gear, the joy of being rich; But oh, the days when I was ...
I do not write for love of pelf, Nor lust for phantom fame; I do not rhyme to please myself, ...
I am a mild man, you'll agree, But red my rage is, When folks who borrow books from me Turn ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
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