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 ...
At dawn of day the white land lay all gruesome-like and grim, When Bill Mc'Gee he says to me: "We've ...
To have a business of my own With toil and tears, I wore my fingers to the bone For weary ...
This is the song of the parson's son, as he squats in his shack alone, On the wild, weird nights, ...
When the boys come out from Lac Labiche in the lure of the early Spring, To take the pay of ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
A Belgian Priest-Soldier Speaks; GURR! You cochon! Stand and fight! Show your mettle! Snarl and bite! Spawn of an accursed ...
"Deny your God!" they ringed me with their spears; Blood-crazed were they, and reeking from the strife; Hell-hot their hate, ...
"You're bloody right - I was a Red," The Man from Cook's morosely said. And if our chaps had won ...
A Life Tragedy A pistol shot rings round and round the world; In pitiful defeat a warrior lies. A last ...
Pedlar's coming down the street, Housewives beat a swift retreat. Don't you answer to the bell; Heedless what she has ...
In Mike Maloney's Nugget bar the hooch was flowin' free, An' One-eyed Mike was shakin' dice wi' Montreal Maree, An ...
From wrath-red dawn to wrath-red dawn, The guns have brayed without abate; And now the sick sun looks upon The ...
I There was Claw-fingered Kitty and Windy Ike living the life of shame, When unto them in the Long, Long ...
"Flowers, only flowers -- bring me dainty posies, Blossoms for forgetfulness," that was all he said; So we sacked our ...
A Frenchman and an Englishman Resolved to fight a duel, And hit upon a savage plan, Because their hate was ...
That scathing word I used in scorn (Though half a century ago) Comes back to me this April morn, Like ...
First Ghost To sepulcher my mouldy bones I bough a pile of noble stones, And half a year a sculptor ...
You may talk o' your lutes and your dulcimers fine, Your harps and your tabors and cymbals and a', But ...
Singing larks I saw for sale - (Ah! the pain of it) Plucked and ready to impale On a roasting ...
I wanted the gold, and I sought it, I scrabbled and mucked like a slave. Was it famine or scurvy ...
Unpenitent, I grieve to state, Two good men stood by heaven's gate, Saint Peter coming to await. The stopped the ...
I burned my fingers on the stove And wept with bitterness; But poor old Auntie Maggie strove To comfort my ...
I like to think that when I fall, A rain-drop in Death's shoreless sea, This shelf of books along the ...
Three maids there were in meadow bright, The eldest less then seven; Their eyes were dancing with delight, And innocent ...
My days are haunted by the thought Of men in coils of Justice caught With stone and steel, in chain ...
A grey gull hovered overhead, Then wisely flew away. 'In half a jiffy you'll be dead,' I thought I heard ...
Young man, gather gold and gear, they will wear you well; You can thumb your nose at fear, Wish the ...
I'm dead. Officially I'm dead. Their hope is past. How long I stood as missing! Now, at last I'm dead. ...
I cannot flap a flag Or beat a drum; Behind the mob I lag With larynx dumb; Alas! I fear ...
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