Robert William Service Poems on Love (127 Poems)
Jaloppy Joy (Robert William Service Poems)
Past ash cans and alley cats, Fetid. overflowing gutters, Leprous lines of rancid flats Where the frowsy linen flutters; With a rattle and a jar, hark! I sing a happy ditty, As I speed my Master far From the poison … Continue reading
Munition Maker (Robert William Service Poems)
I am the Cannon King, behold! I perish on a throne of gold. With forest far and turret high, Renowned and rajah-rich am I. My father was, and his before, With wealth we owe to war on war; But let … Continue reading
Pilgrims (Robert William Service Poems)
For oh, when the war will be over We’ll go and we’ll look for our dead; We’ll go when the bee’s on the clover, And the plume of the poppy is red: We’ll go when the year’s at its gayest, … Continue reading
Madam La Maquise (Robert William Service Poems)
Said Hongray de la Glaciere unto his proud Papa: “I want to take a wife mon Père,” The Marquis laughed: “Ha! Ha! And whose, my son?” he slyly said; but Hongray with a frown Cried, “Fi! Papa, I mean – … Continue reading
The Return (Robert William Service Poems)
They turned him loose; he bowed his head, A felon, bent and grey. His face was even as the Dead, He had no word to say. He sought the home of his old love, To look on her once more; … Continue reading
The Harpy (Robert William Service Poems)
There was a woman, and she was wise; woefully wise was she; She was old, so old, yet her years all told were but a score and three; And she knew by heart, from finish to start, the Book of … Continue reading
Last Look (Robert William Service Poems)
What would I choose to see when I To this bright earth shall bid good-bye? When fades forever from my sight The world I’ve loved with long delight? What would I pray to look on last, When Death shall draw … Continue reading
Jim (Robert William Service Poems)
He was a traveling tinker lad And I was a gypsy jade, Yet never were two so gay and glad, And a perfect pair we made; Bruises I’ve known since life began, Blows and the love that smothers: But I’d … Continue reading
The Cow-Juice Cure (Robert William Service Poems)
The clover was in blossom, an’ the year was at the June, When Flap-jack Billy hit the town, likewise O’Flynn’s saloon. The frost was on the fodder an’ the wind was growin’ keen, When Billy got to seein’ snakes in … Continue reading
The Squaw Man (Robert William Service Poems)
The cow-moose comes to water, and the beaver’s overbold, The net is in the eddy of the stream; The teepee stars the vivid sward with russet, red and gold, And in the velvet gloom the fire’s a-gleam. The night is … Continue reading
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