The Host (Robert William Service Poems)
I never could imagine God: I don't suppose I ever will. Beside His altar fire I nod With senile drowsiness ...
I never could imagine God: I don't suppose I ever will. Beside His altar fire I nod With senile drowsiness ...
The English and the French were met Upon the field of future battle; The foes were formidably set And waiting ...
When day is done I steal away To fold my hands in rest, And of my hours this moment grey ...
'Twas on an iron, icy day I saw a pirate gull down-plane, And hover in a wistful way Nigh where ...
Deeming that I were better dead, "How shall I kill myself?" I said. Thus mooning by the river Seine I ...
A ray of sun strayed softly round, For something to caress, Until a resting place it found Of joy and ...
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