Julie Claire (Robert William Service Poems)
Oh Julie Claire was very fair, Yet generous as well, And many a lad of metal had A saucy tale ...
Oh Julie Claire was very fair, Yet generous as well, And many a lad of metal had A saucy tale ...
As I go forth from fair to mart With racket ringing, Who would divine that in my heart Mad larks ...
The red-roofed house of dream design Looks three ways on the sea; For fifty years I've made it mine, And ...
It's fine to have a blow-out in a fancy restaurant, With terrapin and canvas-back and all the wine you want; ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
Each morning as I catch my bus, A-fearing I'll be late, I think: there are in all of us Two ...
A gaunt and hoary slab of stone I found in desert place, And wondered why it lay alone In that ...
Said a monkey unto me: "How I'm glad I am not you! See, I swing from tree to tree, Something ...
In all the pubs from Troon to Ayr Grandfather's father would repair With Bobby Burns, a drouthy pair, The glass ...
I bought my little grandchild Ann A bright balloon, And I was such a happy man To hear her croon. ...
To Dawson Town came Percy Brown from London on the Thames. A pane of glass was in his eye, and ...
My tangoing seemed to delight her; With me it was love at first sight. I mentioned That I was a ...
So now I take a bitter road Whereon no bourne I see, And wearily I lift the load That once ...
I wonder if successful men Are always happy? And do they sing with gusto when Springtime is sappy? Although I ...
I wanted the gold, and I sought it, I scrabbled and mucked like a slave. Was it famine or scurvy ...
When we might make with happy heart This world a paradise, With bombs we blast brave men apart, With napalm ...
A wild and woeful race he ran Of lust and sin by land and sea; Until, abhorred of God and ...
In Paris on a morn of May I sent a radio transalantic To catch a steamer on the way, But ...
Here lyeth one Who loved the sun; Who lived with zest, Whose work was done, Reward, dear Lord, Thy weary ...
In the wilds of Madagascar, Dwelt a Boola-boola maid; For her hand young men would ask her, But she always ...
When I was young I was too proud To wheel my daughter in her pram. "It's infra dig," I said ...
When a man gits on his uppers in a hard-pan sort of town, An' he ain't got nothin' comin' an' ...
I saw the Greatest Man on Earth, Aye, saw him with my proper eyes. A loin-cloth spanned his proper girth, ...
Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing; Islands of opal float on silver seas; Swift splendors kindle, ...
I cannot flap a flag Or beat a drum; Behind the mob I lag With larynx dumb; Alas! I fear ...
I'm sitting by the fire tonight, The cat purrs on the rug; The room's abrim with rosy light, Suavely soft ...
I haven't worn my evening dress For nearly twenty years; Oh I'm unsocial, I confess, A hermit, it appears. So ...
Can you recall, dear comrade, when we tramped God's land together, And we sang the old, old Earth-song, for our ...
He was an old prospector with a vision bleared and dim. He asked me for a grubstake, and the same ...
With peace and rest And wisdom sage, Ripeness is best Of every age. With hands that fold In pensive prayer, ...
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