Tourist (Robert William Service Poems)
'Twas in a village in Lorraine Whose name I quite forget, I found I needfully was fain To buy a ...
'Twas in a village in Lorraine Whose name I quite forget, I found I needfully was fain To buy a ...
We bore him to his boneyard lot One afternoon at three; The clergyman was on the spot To earn his ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
This is the pay-day up at the mines, when the bearded brutes come down; There's money to burn in the ...
Said the Door: "She came in With no shadow of sin; Turned the key in the lock, Slipped out of ...
Mary and I were twenty-two When we were wed; A well-matched pair, right smart to view The town's folk said. ...
They turned him loose; he bowed his head, A felon, bent and grey. His face was even as the Dead, ...
Come out, O Little Moccasins, and frolic on the snow! Come out, O tiny beaded feet, and twinkle in the ...
An angel was tired of heaven, as he lounged in the golden street; His halo was tilted sideways, and his ...
Now Fireman Flynn met Hank the Finn where lights of Lust-land glow; "Let's leave," says he, "the lousy sea, and ...
Of course you've heard of the Nancy Lee, and how she sailed away On her famous quest of the Arctic ...
In the little Crimson Manual it's written plain and clear That who would wear the scarlet coat shall say good-bye ...
I wanted the gold, and I sought it, I scrabbled and mucked like a slave. Was it famine or scurvy ...
The mule-skinner was Bill Jerome, the passengers were three; Two tinhorns from the dives of Nome, and Father Tim McGee. ...
Only a Leather Medal, hanging there on the wall, Dingy and frayed and faded, dusty and worn and old; Yet ...
A fat man sat in an orchestra stall and his cheeks were wet with tears, As he gazed at the ...
I often wonder how Life clicks because They don't make women now Like Mammy was. When broods of two or ...
You've heard of Julot the apache, and Gigolette, his mome. . . . Montmartre was their hunting-ground, but Belville was ...
I'm dead. Officially I'm dead. Their hope is past. How long I stood as missing! Now, at last I'm dead. ...
First time I dared propose, A callow lad was I; I donned my Sunday clothes, I wore my Old School ...
Two men I saw reel from a bar And stumble down the street; Coarse and uncouth as workmen are, They ...
Never knew Jim, did you? Our boy Jim? Bless you, there was the likely lad; Supple and straight and long ...
Said Seeker of the skies to me: "Behold yon starry host ashine! When Heaven's harmony you see How can you ...
I will not wash my face; I will not brush my hair; I "pig" around the place-- There's nobody to ...
She was a Philistine spick and span, He was a bold Bohemian. She had the mode, and the last at ...
When Chewed-ear Jenkins got hitched up to Guinneyveer McGee, His flowin' locks, ye recollect, wuz frivolous an' free; But in ...
Oh, it's pleasant sitting here, Seeing all the people pass; You beside your bock of beer, I behind my demi-tasse. ...
Hurrah! I'm off to Finistere, to Finistere, to Finistere; My satchel's swinging on my back, my staff is in my ...
Said darling daughter unto me: "oh Dad, how funny it would be If you had gone to Mexico A score ...
Mad Maria in the Square Sits upon a wicker chair. When the keeper asks the price Mad Maria counts her ...
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