No Sunday Chicken (Robert William Service Poems)
I could have sold him up because His rent was long past due; And Grimes, my lawyer, said it was ...
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 ...
I just think that dreams are best, Just to sit and fancy things; Give your gold no acid test, Try ...
Heigh ho! to sleep I vainly try; Since twelve I haven't closed an eye, And now it's three, and as ...
It's cruel cold on the water-front, silent and dark and drear; Only the black tide weltering, only the hissing snow; ...
They say that Monte Carlo is A sunny place for shady people; But I'm not in the gambling biz, And ...
Smith, great writer of stories, drank; found it immortalized his pen; Fused in his brain-pan, else a blank, heavens of ...
Unto his housemaid spoke the Laird: "Tonight the Bishop is our guest; The spare room must be warmed and aired: ...
I stood before a candy shop Which with a Christmas radiance shone; I saw my parents pass and stop To ...
I have done with love and lust, I reck not for gold or fame; I await familiar dust These frail ...
My poem may be yours indeed In melody and tone, If in its rhythm you can read A music of ...
He hurried away, young heart of joy, under our Devon sky! And I watched him go, my beautiful boy, and ...
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