Divine Detachment (Robert William Service Poems)
One day the Great Designer sought His Clerk of Birth and Death. Said he: "Two souls are in my thought, ...
One day the Great Designer sought His Clerk of Birth and Death. Said he: "Two souls are in my thought, ...
Said the Door: "She came in With no shadow of sin; Turned the key in the lock, Slipped out of ...
I have a tiny piney wood; my trees are only fifty, Yet give me shade and solitude For they are ...
First Ghost To sepulcher my mouldy bones I bough a pile of noble stones, And half a year a sculptor ...
To visit the Escurial We took a motor bus, And there a guide mercurial Took charge of us. He showed ...
What are you doing here, Tom Thorne, on the white top-knot o' the world, Where the wind has the cut ...
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
Oh ye whose hearts are resonant, and ring to War's romance, Hear ye the story of a boy, a peasant ...
The poppies gleamed like bloody pools through cotton-woolly mist; The Captain kept a-lookin' at the watch upon his wrist; And ...
Three times I had the lust to kill, To clutch a throat so young and fair, And squeeze with all ...
Dusting my books I spent a busy day: Not ancient toes, time-hallowed and unread, but modern volumes, classics in their ...
Here is my Garret up five flights of stairs; Here's where I deal in dreams and ply in fancies, Here ...
I cannot flap a flag Or beat a drum; Behind the mob I lag With larynx dumb; Alas! I fear ...
I like to look at fishermen And oftentimes I wish One would be lucky now and then And catch a ...
I am a stout materialist; With abstract terms I can't agree, And so I've made a little list Of words ...
Now Fireman Flynn met Hank the Finn where lights of Lust-land glow; "Let's leave," says he, "the lousy sea, and ...
No man can be a failure if he thinks he's a success; he may not own his roof-tree overhead, He ...
One spoke: "Come, let us gaily go With laughter, love and lust, Since in a century or so We'll all ...
The waves have a story to tell me, As I lie on the lonely beach; Chanting aloft in the pine-tops, ...
"The North has got him." --Yukonism. I tried to refine that neighbor of mine, honest to God, I did. I ...
Beyond the Rocking Bridge it lies, the burg of evil fame, The huts where hive and swarm and thrive the ...
I've learned--Of all the friends I've won Dame Nature is the best, And to her like a child I run ...
(Retold in Rhyme) They threw him in a prison cell; He moaned upon his bed. And when he crept from ...
There's a cry from out the loneliness -- oh, listen, Honey, listen! Do you hear it, do you fear it, ...
I wish I had a simple style In writing verse, As in his prose had Ernie Pyle, So true and ...
Each New Year's Eve I used to brood On my misdoings of the past, And vowed: "This year I'll be ...
The English and the French were met Upon the field of future battle; The foes were formidably set And waiting ...
I've sung of Violet de Vere, that slinky, minky dame, Of Gertie of the Diamond Tooth, and Touch-the-Button Nell, And ...
'Twas in the bleary middle of the hard-boiled Arctic night, I was lonesome as a loon, so if you can, ...
Me and Ed and a stretcher Out on the nootral ground. (If there's one dead corpse, I'll betcher There's a ...
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