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 ...
For oh, when the war will be over We'll go and we'll look for our dead; We'll go when the ...
"Deny your God!" they ringed me with their spears; Blood-crazed were they, and reeking from the strife; Hell-hot their hate, ...
I look into the aching womb of night; I look across the mist that masks the dead; The moon is ...
Being a writer I receive Sweet screeds from folk of every land; Some are so weird you'd scarce believe, And ...
When from my fumbling hand the tired pen falls, And in the twilight weary droops my head; While to my ...
Up from the evil day Of wattle and of woad, Along man's weary way Dark Pain has been the goad. ...
I loved to toy with tuneful rhyme, My fancies into verse to weave; For as I walked my words would ...
God gave you guts: don't let Him down; Brace up, be worthy of His giving. The road's a rut, the ...
It hurts my pride that I should be The issue of a night of lust; Yet even Bishops, you'll agree, ...
The English and the French were met Upon the field of future battle; The foes were formidably set And waiting ...
I asked of ancient gaffers three The way of their ripe living, And this is what they told to me ...
The man above was a murderer, the man below was a thief; And I lay there in the bunk between, ...
It's mighty nice at shut of day With weariness to hit the hey, To close your eyes, tired through and ...
Selecting in the dining-room The silver of his choice, The burglar heard from chamber gloom A female voice. As cold ...
Behold! the Spanish flag they're raising Before the Palace courtyard gate; To watch its progress bold and blazing Two hundred ...
To buy for school a copy-book I asked my Dad for two-pence; He gave it with a gentle look, Although ...
Since much has been your mirth And fair your fate, Friend, leave your lot of earth Less desolate. With frailing ...
"But it isn't playing the game," he said, And he slammed his books away; "The Latin and Greek I've got ...
"Gather around me, children dear; The wind is high and the night is cold; Closer, little ones, snuggle near; Let's ...
They say she speeded wanton wild When she was warm with wine; And so she killed a little child, (Could ...
Give me the scorn of the stars and a peak defiant; Wail of the pines and a wind with the ...
For failure I was well equipped And should have come to grief, By atavism grimly gripped, A fool beyond belief. ...
The chapel looms against the sky, Above the vine-clad shelves, And as the peasants pass it by They cross themselves. ...
Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things - The song of birds, the rapture of the rose; Cloud-dappled skies, ...
Be honest, kindly, simple, true; Seek good in all, scorn but pretence; Whatever sorrow come to you, Believe in Life's ...
Is it not strange? A year ago to-day, With scarce a thought beyond the hum-drum round, I did my decent ...
I've learned--Of all the friends I've won Dame Nature is the best, And to her like a child I run ...
When young I was an Atheist, Yea, pompous as a pigeon No opportunity I missed To satirize religion. I sneered ...
Each New Year's Eve I used to brood On my misdoings of the past, And vowed: "This year I'll be ...
Time, the Jester, jeers at you; Your life's a fleeting breath; Your birthday's flimsy I.O.U. To that old devil, Death. ...
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