My Foe (Robert William Service Poems)
A Belgian Priest-Soldier Speaks; GURR! You cochon! Stand and fight! Show your mettle! Snarl and bite! Spawn of an accursed ...
A Belgian Priest-Soldier Speaks; GURR! You cochon! Stand and fight! Show your mettle! Snarl and bite! Spawn of an accursed ...
There's a drip of honeysuckle in the deep green lane; There's old Martin jogging homeward on his worn old wain; ...
We was in a crump-'ole, 'im and me; Fightin' wiv our bayonets was we; Fightin' 'ard as 'ell we was, ...
An olive fire's a lovely thing; Somehow it makes me think of Spring As in my grate it over-spills With ...
I There was Claw-fingered Kitty and Windy Ike living the life of shame, When unto them in the Long, Long ...
Oh, how good it is to be Foot-loose and heart-free! Just my dog and pipe and I, underneath the vast ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
"Where are you going, Young Fellow My Lad, On this glittering morn of May?" "I'm going to join the Colours, ...
I love the cheery bustle Of children round the house, The tidy maids a-hustle, The chatter of my spouse; The ...
I told a truth, a tragic truth That tore the sullen sky; A million shuddered at my sooth And anarchist ...
Enthusiastic was the crowd That hailed him with delight; The wine was bright, the laughter loud And glorious the night. ...
Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things - The song of birds, the rapture of the rose; Cloud-dappled skies, ...
One spoke: "Come, let us gaily go With laughter, love and lust, Since in a century or so We'll all ...
O dear little cabin, I've loved you so long, And now I must bid you good-bye! I've filled you with ...
He gives me such a bold and curious look, That young American across the way, As if he'd like to ...
"And when I come to die," he said, "Ye shall not lay me out in state, Nor leave your laurels ...
Just think! some night the stars will gleam Upon a cold, grey stone, And trace a name with silver beam, ...
Said he: "You saw the Master clear; By Rushy Pond alone he sat, Serene and silent as a seer, in ...
Three gentlemen live close beside me -- A painter of pictures bizarre, A poet whose virtues might guide me, A ...
Gas got me in the first World War, And all my mates at rest are laid. I felt I might ...
I will not wash my face; I will not brush my hair; I "pig" around the place-- There's nobody to ...
My tangoing seemed to delight her; With me it was love at first sight. I mentioned That I was a ...
Addict of Punch and Judy shows I was when I was small; My kiddy laughter, I suppose, Rang louder than ...
Up in my garret bleak and bare I tilted back on my broken chair, And my three old pals were ...
. . . So I walked among the willows very quietly all night; There was no moon at all, at ...
Through eyelet holes I watched the crowd Rain of confetti fling; Their joy is lush, their laughter loud, For Carnival ...
Poppies, you try to tell me, glowing there in the wheat; Poppies! Ah no! You mock me: It's blood, I ...
Three maids there were in meadow bright, The eldest less then seven; Their eyes were dancing with delight, And innocent ...
"The aristocratic ne'er-do-well in Canada frequently finds his way into the ranks of the Royal North-West Mounted Police." -- Extract. ...
Oh, it's pleasant sitting here, Seeing all the people pass; You beside your bock of beer, I behind my demi-tasse. ...
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