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Born in January 16, 1874 / Died in September 11, 1958 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Robert William Service

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Poor Cock Robin

... A robin dead ...

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Boon Soul

... Though all the world may pass unheeding, ...

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Flies

... How my hearth is clean and my floor is cleaned, ...

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The Ballad Of Hank The Finn

... Let's hit the hard-boiled North a crack, where creeks are paved with gold ...

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The Pigeons Of St. Marks

... . . How our numbers fast grew fewer, ...

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The World's All Right

... Believe in Life's Beneficence!The World's all right ...

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Tranquillity

... Content with birds and trees and flowers ...

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The Widower

... And I will wear a flower-sprigged vest ...

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Careers

... Wish joy of life to bring to her ...

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The Rhyme Of The Remittance Man

... Had I clutched like them my chances, learned their wisdom, crushed my fancies, ...

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The Tramps

... ad to Anywhere, the wide world at our feet --Along the road to Anywhere, when each day had its story ...

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Dedication

... Brush strapped to palsied hand ...

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My Favoured Fare

... Just two fried eggs or maybe three, ...

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The Wood-Cutter

... (Sobs that rake him and rend him, right from the base of the chest ...

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Clancy Of The Mounted Police

... e a husky, and sang in a shaky key: "When I go back to the old love that's true to the finger-tips, ...