Two Graves (Robert William Service Poems)
First Ghost To sepulcher my mouldy bones I bough a pile of noble stones, And half a year a sculptor ...
First Ghost To sepulcher my mouldy bones I bough a pile of noble stones, And half a year a sculptor ...
Humping it here in the dug-out, Sucking me black dudeen, I'd like to say in a general way, There's nothing ...
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 from my fumbling hand the tired pen falls, And in the twilight weary droops my head; While to my ...
The little pink house is high on the hill And my heart is not what it used to be; It ...
'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 ...
Aye, Montecelli, that's the name. You may have heard of him perhaps. Yet though he never savoured fame, Of those ...
For oh, when the war will be over We'll go and we'll look for our dead; We'll go when the ...
What are you doing here, Tom Thorne, on the white top-knot o' the world, Where the wind has the cut ...
A Wintertide we had been wed When Jan went off to sea; And now the laurel rose is red And ...
"Deny your God!" they ringed me with their spears; Blood-crazed were they, and reeking from the strife; Hell-hot their hate, ...
What do they matter, our headlong hates, when we take the toll of our Dead? Think ye our glory and ...
Three score and ten, the psalmist saith, And half my course is well-nigh run; I've had my flout at dusty ...
Jack would laugh an' joke all day; Never saw a lad so gay; Singin' like a medder lark, Loaded to ...
There was a woman, and she was wise; woefully wise was she; She was old, so old, yet her years ...
'Come, see,' said he, 'my four-foot shelf, A forty volume row; And every one I wrote myself, But that, of ...
I There was Claw-fingered Kitty and Windy Ike living the life of shame, When unto them in the Long, Long ...
"Tell Annie I'll be home in time To help her with her Christmas-tree." That's what he wrote, and hark! the ...
I'm just a mediocre man Of no high-brow pretence; A comfortable life I plan With care and commonsense. I do ...
Familiarity some claim Can breed contempt, So from it let it be your aim To be exempt. Let no one ...
Now wouldn't you expect to find a man an awful crank That's staked out nigh three hundred claims, and every ...
All day with brow of anxious thought The dictionary through, Amid a million words he sought The sole one that ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
The very skies wee black with shame, As near my moment drew; The very hour before you cam I felt ...
Dusting my books I spent a busy day: Not ancient toes, time-hallowed and unread, but modern volumes, classics in their ...
Upspoke the culprit at the bar, Conducting his own case: 'Your Lordship, I have gone to far, But grant me ...
You've heard of "Casey at The Bat," And "Casey's Tabble Dote"; But now it's time To write a rhyme Of ...
Selecting in the dining-room The silver of his choice, The burglar heard from chamber gloom A female voice. As cold ...
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