Fighting Mac (Robert William Service Poems)
A Life TragedyA pistol shot rings round and round the world;In pitiful defeat a warrior lies.A last defiance to dark ...
A Life TragedyA pistol shot rings round and round the world;In pitiful defeat a warrior lies.A last defiance to dark ...
Aye, Montecelli, that's the name. You may have heard of him perhaps. Yet though he never savoured fame, Of those ...
The little pink house is high on the hill And my heart is not what it used to be; It ...
I was Mojeska's leading man And famous parts I used to play, But now I do the best I can ...
A Life Tragedy A pistol shot rings round and round the world; In pitiful defeat a warrior lies. A last ...
The clover was in blossom, an' the year was at the June, When Flap-jack Billy hit the town, likewise O'Flynn's ...
First Ghost To sepulcher my mouldy bones I bough a pile of noble stones, And half a year a sculptor ...
They thought I'd be a champion; They boasted loud of me. A dozen victories I'd won, The Press was proud ...
At dawn of day the white land lay all gruesome-like and grim, When Bill Mc'Gee he says to me: "We've ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
When I am dead I will not care Forever more, If sky be radiantly fair Or tempest roar. If my ...
We're taking Marie Toro to her home in Père-La-Chaise; We're taking Marie Toro to her last resting-place. Behold! her hearse ...
Beyond the Rocking Bridge it lies, the burg of evil fame, The huts where hive and swarm and thrive the ...
Heed me, feed me, I am hungry, I am red-tongued with desire; Boughs of balsam, slabs of cedar, gummy fagots ...
"And when I come to die," he said, "Ye shall not lay me out in state, Nor leave your laurels ...
Oh you who are shy of the popular eye, (Though most of us seek to survive it) Just think of ...
Said he: "You saw the Master clear; By Rushy Pond alone he sat, Serene and silent as a seer, in ...
That Barret, the painter of pictures, what feeling for color he had! And Fanning, the maker of music, such melodies ...
My tangoing seemed to delight her; With me it was love at first sight. I mentioned That I was a ...
A fat man sat in an orchestra stall and his cheeks were wet with tears, As he gazed at the ...
I wish I had a simple style In writing verse, As in his prose had Ernie Pyle, So true and ...
Just think! some night the stars will gleam Upon a cold, grey stone, And trace a name with silver beam, ...
Through eyelet holes I watched the crowd Rain of confetti fling; Their joy is lush, their laughter loud, For Carnival ...
My Louis loved me oh so well And spiered me for his wife; He would have haled me from the ...
I dreamed I saw three demi-gods who in a cafe sat, And one was small and crapulous, and one was ...
The leaves are sick and jaundiced, they Drift down the air; December's sky is sodden grey, Dark with despair; A ...
Bed and bread are all I need In my happy day; Love of Nature is my creed, Unto her I ...
I do not write for love of pelf, Nor lust for phantom fame; I do not rhyme to please myself, ...
This is the law of the Yukon, and ever she makes it plain: "Send not your foolish and feeble; send ...
The lone man gazed and gazed upon his gold, His sweat, his blood, the wage of weary days; But now ...
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