The Parson’s Son (Robert William Service Poems)
This is the song of the parson's son, as he squats in his shack alone, On the wild, weird nights, ...
This is the song of the parson's son, as he squats in his shack alone, On the wild, weird nights, ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
He burned a hole in frozen muck, He pierced the icy mould, And there in six-foot dirt he struck A ...
I am the Cannon King, behold! I perish on a throne of gold. With forest far and turret high, Renowned ...
If you leave the gloom of London and you seek a glowing land, Where all except the flag is strange ...
We couldn't sit and study for the law; The stagnation of a bank we couldn't stand; For our riot blood ...
Men have navels more or less; Some are neat, some not Being fat I must confess Mine is far from ...
When you have sailed the seven seas And looped the ends of earth, You'll long at last for slippered ease ...
I bought a young and lovely bride, Paying her father gold; Lamblike she rested by my side, As cold as ...
Now Eddie Malone got a swell grammyfone to draw all the trade to his store; An' sez he: "Come along ...
From wrath-red dawn to wrath-red dawn, The guns have brayed without abate; And now the sick sun looks upon The ...
Come out, O Little Moccasins, and frolic on the snow! Come out, O tiny beaded feet, and twinkle in the ...
An olive fire's a lovely thing; Somehow it makes me think of Spring As in my grate it over-spills With ...
The clover was in blossom, an' the year was at the June, When Flap-jack Billy hit the town, likewise O'Flynn's ...
The cow-moose comes to water, and the beaver's overbold, The net is in the eddy of the stream; The teepee ...
To visit the Escurial We took a motor bus, And there a guide mercurial Took charge of us. He showed ...
He had the grocer's counter-stoop, That little man so grey and neat; His moustache had a doleful droop, He hailed ...
It's slim and trim and bound in blue; Its leaves are crisp and edged with gold; Its words are simple, ...
You've heard of Belching Billy, likewise known as Windy Bill, As punk a chunk of Yukon scum as ever robbed ...
The lady at the corner wicket Sold me a stamp, I stooped to lick it, And on the envelope to ...
Only a Leather Medal, hanging there on the wall, Dingy and frayed and faded, dusty and worn and old; Yet ...
I I took the clock down from the shelf; "At eight," said I, "I shoot myself." It lacked a minute ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
In stilly grove beside the sea He mingles colours, measures space; A bronze and breezy man is he, Yet peace ...
Now Fireman Flynn met Hank the Finn where lights of Lust-land glow; "Let's leave," says he, "the lousy sea, and ...
I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight, A-purpose to revisit the old claim. I kept thinking mighty ...
I greet the challenge of the dawn With weary, bleary eyes; Into the sky so ashen wan I wait the ...
In the little Crimson Manual it's written plain and clear That who would wear the scarlet coat shall say good-bye ...
I Let others sing of gold and gear, the joy of being rich; But oh, the days when I was ...
When we might make with happy heart This world a paradise, With bombs we blast brave men apart, With napalm ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories