White-Collar Spaniard (Robert William Service Poems)
We have no heart for civil strife, Our burdens we prefer to bear; We long to live a peaceful life ...
We have no heart for civil strife, Our burdens we prefer to bear; We long to live a peaceful life ...
What do they matter, our headlong hates, when we take the toll of our Dead? Think ye our glory and ...
All day long when the shells sail over I stand at the sandbags and take my chance; But at night, ...
"Flowers, only flowers -- bring me dainty posies, Blossoms for forgetfulness," that was all he said; So we sacked our ...
Grimy men with picks and shovels Who in darkness sweat unseen, Climb from out your lousy hovels, Build a palace ...
The cow-moose comes to water, and the beaver's overbold, The net is in the eddy of the stream; The teepee ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
Pedlar's coming down the street, Housewives beat a swift retreat. Don't you answer to the bell; Heedless what she has ...
Day after day behold me plying My pen within an office drear; The dullest dog, till homeward hieing, Then lo! ...
Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing; Islands of opal float on silver seas; Swift splendors kindle, ...
"Gather around me, children dear; The wind is high and the night is cold; Closer, little ones, snuggle near; Let's ...
Of garden truck he made his fare, As his bright eyes bore witness; Health was his habit and his care, ...
I never kill a fly because I think that what we have of laws To regulate and civilize Our daily ...
Light up your pipe again, old chum, and sit awhile with me; I've got to watch the bannock bake -- ...
We brought him in from between the lines: we'd better have let him lie; For what's the use of risking ...
Oh the wife she tried to tell me that 'twas nothing but the thrumming Of a wood-pecker a-rapping on the ...
Clorinda met me on the way As I came from the train; Her face was anything but gay, In fact, ...
Only a Leather Medal, hanging there on the wall, Dingy and frayed and faded, dusty and worn and old; Yet ...
This is the law of the Yukon, and ever she makes it plain: "Send not your foolish and feeble; send ...
I love the cheery bustle Of children round the house, The tidy maids a-hustle, The chatter of my spouse; The ...
"Lord God of Hosts," the people pray, "Make strong our arms that we may slay Our cursed foe and win ...
Drunk or sober Uncle Jim Played the boy; Never glum or sour or grim, Oozin' joy. Most folks thought he ...
It's mighty lonesome-like and drear. Above the Wild the moon rides high, And shows up sharp and needle-clear The emptiness ...
When I go on my morning walk, Because I'm mild, If I be in the mood to talk I choose ...
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