Detachment (Robert William Service Poems)
As I go forth from fair to mart With racket ringing, Who would divine that in my heart Mad larks ...
As I go forth from fair to mart With racket ringing, Who would divine that in my heart Mad larks ...
Mother focused with a frown The part of me where I sit down. Said she: "Your pants are wearing through; ...
I love the cheery bustle Of children round the house, The tidy maids a-hustle, The chatter of my spouse; The ...
There's sunshine in the heart of me, My blood sings in the breeze; The mountains are a part of me, ...
Her baby was so full of glee, And through the day It laughed and babbled on her knee In happy ...
He's the man from Eldorado, and he's just arrived in town, In moccasins and oily buckskin shirt. He's gaunt as ...
Hurrah! I'm off to Finistere, to Finistere, to Finistere; My satchel's swinging on my back, my staff is in my ...
I wonder if successful men Are always happy? And do they sing with gusto when Springtime is sappy? Although I ...
You never saw a cat with wings, I'll bet a dollar -- well, I did; 'Twas one of those fantastic ...
Mad Maria in the Square Sits upon a wicker chair. When the keeper asks the price Mad Maria counts her ...
Some carol of the banjo, to its measure keeping time; Of viol or of lute some make a song. My ...
Day after day behold me plying My pen within an office drear; The dullest dog, till homeward hieing, Then lo! ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
I do not write for love of pelf, Nor lust for phantom fame; I do not rhyme to please myself, ...
Here is my Garret up five flights of stairs; Here's where I deal in dreams and ply in fancies, Here ...
Only a Leather Medal, hanging there on the wall, Dingy and frayed and faded, dusty and worn and old; Yet ...
Between the mountain and the sea I've made a happy landing; And here a peace has come to me That ...
I Let others sing of gold and gear, the joy of being rich; But oh, the days when I was ...
'Twas in the bleary middle of the hard-boiled Arctic night, I was lonesome as a loon, so if you can, ...
Her little head just topped the window-sill; She even mounted on a stool, maybe; She pressed against the pane, as ...
Oh happy he who cannot see With scientific eyes; Who does not know how flowers grow, And is not planet ...
I'm dead. Officially I'm dead. Their hope is past. How long I stood as missing! Now, at last I'm dead. ...
'Twas in a pub just off the Strand When I was in my cups, There passed a bloke with in ...
Singing larks I saw for sale - (Ah! the pain of it) Plucked and ready to impale On a roasting ...
He took the grade in second - quite a climb, Dizzy and dangerous, yet how sublime! The road went up ...
You've heard of Belching Billy, likewise known as Windy Bill, As punk a chunk of Yukon scum as ever robbed ...
When Jack took Nell into his arms He knew he acted ill, And thought as he enjoyed her charms Of ...
If the good King only knew, Lindy Lou, What a cherub child are you, It is true, He would step ...
My daughter Susie, aged two, Apes me in every way, For as my household chores I do With brooms she ...
No man can be a failure if he thinks he's a success; he may not own his roof-tree overhead, He ...
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