May Miracle (Robert William Service Poems)
On this festive first of May, Wending wistfully my way Three sad sights I saw today. The first was such ...
On this festive first of May, Wending wistfully my way Three sad sights I saw today. The first was such ...
We bore him to his boneyard lot One afternoon at three; The clergyman was on the spot To earn his ...
The Greatest Writer of to-day (With Maupassant I almost set him) Said to me in a weary way, The last ...
All day he lay upon the sand When summer sun was bright, And let the grains sift through his hand ...
"I'll do the old dump in a day," He told me in his brittle way. "Two more, I guess, I'll ...
'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 ...
While for me gapes the greedy grave It don't make sense That I should have a crazy crave To paint ...
When a girl's sixteen, and as poor as she's pretty, And she hasn't a friend and she hasn't a home, ...
Men have navels more or less; Some are neat, some not Being fat I must confess Mine is far from ...
Before the florid portico I watched the gamblers come and go, While by me on a bench there sat A ...
In Mike Maloney's Nugget bar the hooch was flowin' free, An' One-eyed Mike was shakin' dice wi' Montreal Maree, An ...
To me at night the stars are vocal. They say: 'Your planet's oh so local! A speck of dust in ...
O God, take the sun from the sky! It's burning me, scorching me up. God, can't You hear my cry? ...
I never could imagine God: I don't suppose I ever will. Beside His altar fire I nod With senile drowsiness ...
In the moonless, misty night, with my little pipe alight, I am sitting by the camp-fire's fading cheer; Oh, the ...
The cow-moose comes to water, and the beaver's overbold, The net is in the eddy of the stream; The teepee ...
Ho! we were strong, we were swift, we were brave. Youth was a challenge, and Life was a fight. All ...
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
The chapel looms against the sky, Above the vine-clad shelves, And as the peasants pass it by They cross themselves. ...
'Ave you seen Bill's mug in the Noos to-day? 'E's gyned the Victoriar Cross, they say; Little Bill wot would ...
Now wouldn't you expect to find a man an awful crank That's staked out nigh three hundred claims, and every ...
I'm gatherin' flowers by the wayside to lay on the grave of Bill; I've sneaked away from the billet, 'cause ...
I'm crawlin' out in the mangolds to bury wot's left o' Joe -- Joe, my pal, and a good un ...
The lady at the corner wicket Sold me a stamp, I stooped to lick it, And on the envelope to ...
You've heard of "Casey at The Bat," And "Casey's Tabble Dote"; But now it's time To write a rhyme Of ...
(The Wounded Canadian Speaks) My leg? It's off at the knee. Do I miss it? Well, some. You see I've ...
Her smile ineffably is sweet, Devinely she is slim; Yet oh how weary are her feet, How aches her every ...
You want me to tell you a story, a yarn of the firin' line, Of our thin red kharki 'eroes, ...
Is it not strange? A year ago to-day, With scarce a thought beyond the hum-drum round, I did my decent ...
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