Dark Truth (Robert William Service Poems)
Birds have no consciousness of doom: Yon thrush that serenades me daily From scented snow of hawthorn bloom Would not ...
Birds have no consciousness of doom: Yon thrush that serenades me daily From scented snow of hawthorn bloom Would not ...
"The North has got him." --Yukonism. I tried to refine that neighbor of mine, honest to God, I did. I ...
The waves have a story to tell me, As I lie on the lonely beach; Chanting aloft in the pine-tops, ...
In the wilds of Madagascar, Dwelt a Boola-boola maid; For her hand young men would ask her, But she always ...
I've learned--Of all the friends I've won Dame Nature is the best, And to her like a child I run ...
I wish that I could understand The moving marvel of my Hand; I watch my fingers turn and twist, The ...
To-day within a grog-shop near I saw a newly captured linnet, Who beat against his cage in fear, And fell ...
I'm one of these haphazard chaps Who sit in cafes drinking; A most improper taste, perhaps, Yet pleasant, to my ...
Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things - The song of birds, the rapture of the rose; Cloud-dappled skies, ...
Pines against the sky, Pluming the purple hill; Pines . . . and I wonder why, Heart, you quicken and ...
I've sung of Violet de Vere, that slinky, minky dame, Of Gertie of the Diamond Tooth, and Touch-the-Button Nell, And ...
Beneath the trees I lounged at ease And watched them speed the pace; They swerved and swung, they clutched and ...
School yourself to savour most Joys that have but little cost; Prove the best of life is free, Sun and ...
He gives me such a bold and curious look, That young American across the way, As if he'd like to ...
I The Moon is like a ping-pong ball; I lean against the orchard wall, And see it soar into the ...
I'm part of people I have known And they are part of me; The seeds of thought that I have ...
Oh Julie Claire was very fair, Yet generous as well, And many a lad of metal had A saucy tale ...
(Retold in Rhyme) They threw him in a prison cell; He moaned upon his bed. And when he crept from ...
To tribulations of mankind Dame Nature is indifferent; To human sorrow she is blind, And deaf to human discontent. Mid ...
(The Dark Side) My mind goes back to Fumin Wood, and how we stuck it out, Eight days of hunger, ...
Bed and bread are all I need In my happy day; Love of Nature is my creed, Unto her I ...
My days are haunted by the thought Of men in coils of Justice caught With stone and steel, in chain ...
I will not wash my face; I will not brush my hair; I "pig" around the place-- There's nobody to ...
What was the blackest sight to me Of all that campaign? A naked woman tied to a tree With jagged ...
Of garden truck he made his fare, As his bright eyes bore witness; Health was his habit and his care, ...
There's sunshine in the heart of me, My blood sings in the breeze; The mountains are a part of me, ...
Son put a poser up to me That made me scratch my head: "God made the whole wide world," quoth ...
When I was with a Shakespeare show I played the part of Guildenstern, Or Rosenkrantz - at least I know ...
. . . So I walked among the willows very quietly all night; There was no moon at all, at ...
I'm scared of it all, God's truth! so I am; It's too big and brutal for me. My nerve's on ...
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