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 ...
Missis Moriarty called last week, and says she to me, says she: "Sure the heart of me's broken entirely now ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
When a girl's sixteen, and as poor as she's pretty, And she hasn't a friend and she hasn't a home, ...
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 ...
What are you doing here, Tom Thorne, on the white top-knot o' the world, Where the wind has the cut ...
"Deny your God!" they ringed me with their spears; Blood-crazed were they, and reeking from the strife; Hell-hot their hate, ...
In London City I evade For charming Burlington Arcade - For thee in youth I met a maid By name ...
A Life Tragedy A pistol shot rings round and round the world; In pitiful defeat a warrior lies. A last ...
They turned him loose; he bowed his head, A felon, bent and grey. His face was even as the Dead, ...
Three score and ten, the psalmist saith, And half my course is well-nigh run; I've had my flout at dusty ...
O'er the dark pines she sees the silver moon, And in the west, all tremulous, a star; And soothing sweet ...
'Come, see,' said he, 'my four-foot shelf, A forty volume row; And every one I wrote myself, But that, of ...
Oh, how good it is to be Foot-loose and heart-free! Just my dog and pipe and I, underneath the vast ...
We bore him to his boneyard lot One afternoon at three; The clergyman was on the spot To earn his ...
Between the cliff-rise and the beach A slip of emerald I own; With fig and olive, almond, peach, cherry and ...
"I'll do the old dump in a day," He told me in his brittle way. "Two more, I guess, I'll ...
The woes of men beyond my ken Mean nothing more to me. Behold my world, and Eden hurled From Heaven ...
Here is this vale of sweet abiding, My ultimate and dulcet home, That gently dreams above the chiding of restless ...
Day after day behold me plying My pen within an office drear; The dullest dog, till homeward hieing, Then lo! ...
The red-roofed house of dream design Looks three ways on the sea; For fifty years I've made it mine, And ...
The porter in the Pullman car Was charming, as they sometimes are. He scanned my baggage tags: "Are you The ...
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 ...
The lady at the corner wicket Sold me a stamp, I stooped to lick it, And on the envelope to ...
(He speaks.) Walking, walking, oh, the joy of walking! Swinging down the tawny lanes with head held high; Striding up ...
Although you deem it far from nice, And it perchance may hurt you, Let me suggest that cowardice Can masquerade ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
God gave you guts: don't let Him down; Brace up, be worthy of His giving. The road's a rut, the ...
So often in the mid of night I wake me in my bed With utter panic of affright To find ...
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