L’Envoi (Robert William Service Poems)
Ever in the ebb and flow Of my dreams that come and go, Reader, I have you in mind, Humbly ...
Ever in the ebb and flow Of my dreams that come and go, Reader, I have you in mind, Humbly ...
In the little Crimson Manual it's written plain and clear That who would wear the scarlet coat shall say good-bye ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
He dreamed away his hours in school; He sat with such an absent air, The master reckoned him a fool, ...
Have ever you heard of the Land of Beyond, That dreams at the gates of the day? Alluring it lies ...
"The North has got him." --Yukonism. I tried to refine that neighbor of mine, honest to God, I did. I ...
I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight, A-purpose to revisit the old claim. I kept thinking mighty ...
I took a contract to bury the body of blasphemous Bill MacKie, Whenever, wherever or whatsoever the manner of death ...
I had a dream, a dream of dread: I thought that horror held the house; A burglar bent above my ...
Heed me, feed me, I am hungry, I am red-tongued with desire; Boughs of balsam, slabs of cedar, gummy fagots ...
On the ragged edge of the world I'll roam, And the home of the wolf shall be my home, And ...
Is it not strange? A year ago to-day, With scarce a thought beyond the hum-drum round, I did my decent ...
I love the cheery bustle Of children round the house, The tidy maids a-hustle, The chatter of my spouse; The ...
The cruel war was over -- oh, the triumph was so sweet! We watched the troops returning, through our tears; ...
When the long, long day is over, and the Big Boss gives me my pay, I hope that it won't ...
She'd bring to me a skein of wool And beg me to hold out my hands; so on my pipe ...
Because I have ten thousand pounds I sit upon my stern, And leave my living tranquilly for other folks to ...
Time, the Jester, jeers at you; Your life's a fleeting breath; Your birthday's flimsy I.O.U. To that old devil, Death. ...
My rhymes are rough, and often in my rhyming I've drifted, silver-sailed, on seas of dream, Hearing afar the bells ...
Out of the night a crash, A roar, a rampart of light; A flame that leaped like a lash, Searing ...
The Elders of the Tribe were grouped And squatted in the Council Cave; They seemed to be extremely pooped, And ...
I Flat as a drum-head stretch the haggard snows; The mighty skies are palisades of light; The stars are blurred; ...
Someone's Mother trails the street Wrapt in rotted rags; Broken slippers on her feet Drearily she drags; Drifting in the ...
I look at no one, me; I pass them on the stair; Shadows! I don't see; Shadows! everywhere. Haunting, taunting, ...
Cinderella in the street In a ragged gown, Sloven slippers on her feet, Shames our tidy town; Harsh her locks ...
I think I'll buy a little field, Though scant am I of pelf, And hold the hope that it may ...
In the dark and damp of the alley cold, Lay the Christmas tree that hadn't been sold; By a shopman ...
I met an ancient man who mushed With Peary to the Pole. Said I, "In all that land so hushed ...
I could have sold him up because His rent was long past due; And Grimes, my lawyer, said it was ...
Each time that I switch on the light A Miracle it seems to me That I should rediscover sight And ...
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