Robert William Service Poems on Night (149 Poems)
The Rhyme Of The Restless Ones (Robert William Service Poems)
We couldn’t sit and study for the law; The stagnation of a bank we couldn’t stand; For our riot blood was surging, and we didn’t need much urging To excitements and excesses that are banned. So we took to wine … 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
The Summing Up (Robert William Service Poems)
When you have sailed the seven seas And looped the ends of earth, You’ll long at last for slippered ease Beside a bonny hearth; A cosy cottage in the sun, A pleasant page to read – You’ll find when all … Continue reading
The Mourners (Robert William Service Poems)
I look into the aching womb of night; I look across the mist that masks the dead; The moon is tired and gives but little light, The stars have gone to bed. The earth is sick and seems to breathe … Continue reading
The Lunger (Robert William Service Poems)
Jack would laugh an’ joke all day; Never saw a lad so gay; Singin’ like a medder lark, Loaded to the Plimsoll mark With God’s sunshine was that boy; Had a strangle-holt on Joy. Held his head ‘way up in … Continue reading
L’Envoi (Robert William Service Poems)
We talked of yesteryears, of trails and treasure, Of men who played the game and lost or won; Of mad stampedes, of toil beyond all measure, Of camp-fire comfort when the day was done. We talked of sullen nights by … Continue reading
Bed Sitter (Robert William Service Poems)
He stared at me with sad, hurt eyes, That drab, untidy man; And though my clients I despise I do the best I can To comfort them with cheerful chat; (Quite comme il faut, of course) And furnish evidence so … Continue reading
Music In The Bush (Robert William Service Poems)
O’er the dark pines she sees the silver moon, And in the west, all tremulous, a star; And soothing sweet she hears the mellow tune Of cow-bells jangled in the fields afar. Quite listless, for her daily stent is done, … Continue reading
My Vineyard (Robert William Service Poems)
To me at night the stars are vocal. They say: ‘Your planet’s oh so local! A speck of dust in heaven’s ceiling; Your faith divine a foolish feeling. What odds if you are chaos hurled, Yours is a silly little … Continue reading
Over The Parapet (Robert William Service Poems)
All day long when the shells sail over I stand at the sandbags and take my chance; But at night, at night I’m a reckless rover, And over the parapet gleams Romance. Romance! Romance! How I’ve dreamed it, writing Dreary … Continue reading
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