Tranquilism (Robert William Service Poems)
I call myself a Tranquilist; With deep detachment I exist, From friction free; While others court the gilded throng And ...
I call myself a Tranquilist; With deep detachment I exist, From friction free; While others court the gilded throng And ...
In London City I evade For charming Burlington Arcade - For thee in youth I met a maid By name ...
I never could imagine God: I don't suppose I ever will. Beside His altar fire I nod With senile drowsiness ...
A mattock high he swung; I watched him at his toil; With never gulp of lung He gashed the ruddy ...
A Frenchman and an Englishman Resolved to fight a duel, And hit upon a savage plan, Because their hate was ...
One day the Great Designer sought His Clerk of Birth and Death. Said he: "Two souls are in my thought, ...
In the moonless, misty night, with my little pipe alight, I am sitting by the camp-fire's fading cheer; Oh, the ...
Past ash cans and alley cats, Fetid. overflowing gutters, Leprous lines of rancid flats Where the frowsy linen flutters; With ...
I Let others sing of Empire and of pomp beyond the sea, A song of Little Puddleton is good enough ...
Men have navels more or less; Some are neat, some not Being fat I must confess Mine is far from ...
We bore him to his boneyard lot One afternoon at three; The clergyman was on the spot To earn his ...
Full fifty merry maids I heard One summer morn a-singing; And each was like a joyous bird With spring-clear not ...
To visit the Escurial We took a motor bus, And there a guide mercurial Took charge of us. He showed ...
Because my teeth are feebly few I cannot bolt my grub like you, But have to chew and chew and ...
Being a writer I receive Sweet screeds from folk of every land; Some are so weird you'd scarce believe, And ...
I used to think a pot of ink Held magic in its fluid, And I would ply a pen when ...
You may talk o' your lutes and your dulcimers fine, Your harps and your tabors and cymbals and a', But ...
Now Eddie Malone got a swell grammyfone to draw all the trade to his store; An' sez he: "Come along ...
At dawn of day the white land lay all gruesome-like and grim, When Bill Mc'Gee he says to me: "We've ...
There was a woman, and she was wise; woefully wise was she; She was old, so old, yet her years ...
The Greatest Writer of to-day (With Maupassant I almost set him) Said to me in a weary way, The last ...
He stared at me with sad, hurt eyes, That drab, untidy man; And though my clients I despise I do ...
Missis Moriarty called last week, and says she to me, says she: "Sure the heart of me's broken entirely now ...
Because life's passing show Is little to his mind, There is a man I know Indrawn from human kind. His ...
He had the grocer's counter-stoop, That little man so grey and neat; His moustache had a doleful droop, He hailed ...
All day long when the shells sail over I stand at the sandbags and take my chance; But at night, ...
When the boys come out from Lac Labiche in the lure of the early Spring, To take the pay of ...
My lead dog Mike was like a bear; I reckon he was grizzly bred, For when he reared up in ...
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare, Tellus, the smith, had taken ...
O God, take the sun from the sky! It's burning me, scorching me up. God, can't You hear my cry? ...
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