The Law Of The Yukon (Robert William Service Poems)
This is the law of the Yukon, and ever she makes it plain: "Send not your foolish and feeble; send ...
This is the law of the Yukon, and ever she makes it plain: "Send not your foolish and feeble; send ...
He was my one and only love; My world was mirror for his face. We were as close as hand ...
The sky is like an envelope, One of those blue official things; And, sealing it, to mock our hope, The ...
I never saw a face so bright With brilliant blood and joy, As was the grinning mug last night Of ...
You've heard of "Casey at The Bat," And "Casey's Tabble Dote"; But now it's time To write a rhyme Of ...
If you're up against a bruiser and you're getting knocked about -- Grin. If you're feeling pretty groggy, and you're ...
They're hanging Bill at eight o' clock, And millions will applaud. He killed, and so they have to kill, Such ...
In the little Crimson Manual it's written plain and clear That who would wear the scarlet coat shall say good-bye ...
We brought him in from between the lines: we'd better have let him lie; For what's the use of risking ...
His portrait hung upon the wall. Oh how at us he used to stare. Each Sunday when I made my ...
I hate my neighbour Widow Green; I'd like to claw her face; But if I did she'd make a scene ...
I love the cheery bustle Of children round the house, The tidy maids a-hustle, The chatter of my spouse; The ...
"The North has got him." --Yukonism. I tried to refine that neighbor of mine, honest to God, I did. I ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
Clorinda met me on the way As I came from the train; Her face was anything but gay, In fact, ...
I'm dead. Officially I'm dead. Their hope is past. How long I stood as missing! Now, at last I'm dead. ...
He's the man from Eldorado, and he's just arrived in town, In moccasins and oily buckskin shirt. He's gaunt as ...
My stretcher is one scarlet stain, And as I tries to scrape it clean, I tell you wot -- I'm ...
It hurts my pride that I should be The issue of a night of lust; Yet even Bishops, you'll agree, ...
Beneath the trees I lounged at ease And watched them speed the pace; They swerved and swung, they clutched and ...
It was the steamer Alice May that sailed the Yukon foam. And touched in every river camp from Dawson down ...
When a man gits on his uppers in a hard-pan sort of town, An' he ain't got nothin' comin' an' ...
Lord, I'm grey, my face is run, But by old Harry, I've had my fun; And all about, I seem ...
I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight, A-purpose to revisit the old claim. I kept thinking mighty ...
He dreamed away his hours in school; He sat with such an absent air, The master reckoned him a fool, ...
Now Kelly was no fighter; He loved his pipe and glass; An easygoing blighter, Who lived in Montparnasse. But 'mid ...
Said Lenin's ghost to Stalin's ghost: "Mate with me in the Tomb; Then day by day the rancid host May ...
She lay like a saint on her copper couch; Like an angel asleep she lay, In the stare of the ...
When I am dead I will not care How future generations fare, For I will be so unaware. Though fields ...
Beyond the Rocking Bridge it lies, the burg of evil fame, The huts where hive and swarm and thrive the ...
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