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 ...
In the dark and damp of the alley cold, Lay the Christmas tree that hadn't been sold; By a shopman ...
To hell with Government I say; I'm sick of all the piddling pack. I'd like to scram, get clean away, ...
A child saw in the morning skies The dissipated-looking moon, And opened wide her big blue eyes, And cried: "Look, ...
Let poets piece prismatic words, Give me the jewelled joy of birds! What ecstasy moves them to sing? Is it ...
Why should I be the first to fall Of all the leaves on this old tree? Though sadly soon I ...
"A year to live," the Doctor said; "There is no cure," and shook his head. Ah me! I felt as ...
Courage mes gars: La guerre est proche. I plant my little plot of beans, I sit beneath my cyprus tree; ...
Like prim Professor of a College I primed my shelves with books of knowledge; And now I stand before them ...
They say that Monte Carlo is A sunny place for shady people; But I'm not in the gambling biz, And ...
It's mighty lonesome-like and drear. Above the Wild the moon rides high, And shows up sharp and needle-clear The emptiness ...
He was my best and oldest friend. I'd known him all my life. And yet I'm sure towards the end ...
I think I'll buy a little field, Though scant am I of pelf, And hold the hope that it may ...
'Tis hard to hang a husky lad When larks are in the sky; It hurts when daffydills are glad To ...
O meadow lark, so wild and free, It cannot be, it cannot be, That men to merchandise your spell Do ...
How often have I started out With no thought in my noodle, And wandered here and there about, Where fancy ...
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