Little Puddleton (Robert William Service Poems)
I Let others sing of Empire and of pomp beyond the sea, A song of Little Puddleton is good enough ...
I Let others sing of Empire and of pomp beyond the sea, A song of Little Puddleton is good enough ...
In London City I evade For charming Burlington Arcade - For thee in youth I met a maid By name ...
The same old sprint in the morning, boys, to the same old din and smut; Chained all day to the ...
I Let others sing of gold and gear, the joy of being rich; But oh, the days when I was ...
Day after day behold me plying My pen within an office drear; The dullest dog, till homeward hieing, Then lo! ...
Here in the Autumn of my days My life is mellowed in a haze. Unpleasant sights are none to clear, ...
Although you deem it far from nice, And it perchance may hurt you, Let me suggest that cowardice Can masquerade ...
His portrait hung upon the wall. Oh how at us he used to stare. Each Sunday when I made my ...
Her smile ineffably is sweet, Devinely she is slim; Yet oh how weary are her feet, How aches her every ...
"If you repent," the Parson said," Your sins will be forgiven. Aye, even on your dying bed You're not too ...
Some poets sing of scenery; Some to fair maids make sonnets sweet. A fig for love and greenery, Be mine ...
We pitied him because He lived alone; His tiny cottage was His only own. His little garden had A wall ...
Oh I am neither rich nor poor, No worker I dispoil; Yet I am glad to be secure From servitude ...
We pitied him because He lived alone; His tiny cottage was His only own. His little garden had A wall ...
Oh how I'd be gay and glad If a little house I had, Snuggled in a shady lot, With behind ...
This year an ocean trip I took, and as I am a Scot And like to get my money's worth ...
You make it in your mess-tin by the brazier's rosy gleam; You watch it cloud, then settle amber clear; You ...
The man above was a murderer, the man below was a thief; And I lay there in the bunk between, ...
The lady at the corner wicket Sold me a stamp, I stooped to lick it, And on the envelope to ...
I'm just an ordinary chap Who comes home to his tea, And mostly I don't care a rap What people ...
Twin boys I bore, my joy, my care, My hope, my life they were to me; Their father, dashing, debonair, ...
Of all the meals that glad my day My morning one's the best; Purveyed me on a silver tray, Immaculately ...
On the ragged edge of the world I'll roam, And the home of the wolf shall be my home, And ...
Only a Leather Medal, hanging there on the wall, Dingy and frayed and faded, dusty and worn and old; Yet ...
It was foretold by sybils three that in an air crash he would die. "I'll fool their prophesy," said he; ...
I much admire, I must admit, The man who robs a Bank; It takes a lot of guts and grit, ...
The Judge looked down, his face was grim, He scratched his ear; The gangster's moll looked up at him With ...
She risked her all, they told me, bravely sinking The pinched economies of thirty years; And there the little shop ...
The Wanderlust has lured me to the seven lonely seas, Has dumped me on the tailing-piles of dearth; The Wanderlust ...
How often have I started out With no thought in my noodle, And wandered here and there about, Where fancy ...
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