The Host (Robert William Service Poems)
I never could imagine God: I don't suppose I ever will. Beside His altar fire I nod With senile drowsiness ...
I never could imagine God: I don't suppose I ever will. Beside His altar fire I nod With senile drowsiness ...
Grimy men with picks and shovels Who in darkness sweat unseen, Climb from out your lousy hovels, Build a palace ...
Six bulls I saw as black as jet, With crimsoned horns and amber eyes That chewed their cud without a ...
The English and the French were met Upon the field of future battle; The foes were formidably set And waiting ...
If on water and sweet bread Seven years I'll add to life, For me will no blood be shed, No ...
Of all the meals that glad my day My morning one's the best; Purveyed me on a silver tray, Immaculately ...
When we might make with happy heart This world a paradise, With bombs we blast brave men apart, With napalm ...
No lyric line I ever penned The praise this parasitic bird; And what is more, I don't intend To write ...
God dwells in you; in pride and shame, In all you do to blight or bless; In all you are ...
He's the man from Eldorado, and he's just arrived in town, In moccasins and oily buckskin shirt. He's gaunt as ...
Day after day behold me plying My pen within an office drear; The dullest dog, till homeward hieing, Then lo! ...
Of garden truck he made his fare, As his bright eyes bore witness; Health was his habit and his care, ...
I like to think that when I fall, A rain-drop in Death's shoreless sea, This shelf of books along the ...
Life, you've been mighty good to me, Yet here's the end of the trail; No more mountain, moor and sea, ...
My glass is filled, my pipe is lit, My den is all a cosy glow; And snug before the fire ...
Here in the Autumn of my days My life is mellowed in a haze. Unpleasant sights are none to clear, ...
Blind Peter Piper used to play All up and down the city; I'd often meet him on my way, And ...
Is it not strange? A year ago to-day, With scarce a thought beyond the hum-drum round, I did my decent ...
"And when I come to die," he said, "Ye shall not lay me out in state, Nor leave your laurels ...
Gas got me in the first World War, And all my mates at rest are laid. I felt I might ...
If you had a friend strong, simple, true, Who knew your faults and who understood; Who believed in the very ...
At school I never gained a prize, Proving myself the model ass; Yet how I watched the wistful eyes, And ...
I Laugh at Life: its antics make for me a giddy games, Where only foolish fellows take themselves with solemn ...
Let laureates sing with rapturous swing Of the wonder and glory of work; Let pulpiteers preach and with passion impeach ...
I've made my Will. I don't believe In luxury and wealth; And to those loving ones who grieve My age ...
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