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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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The Learner

... I've learned--the worth of simple ways, ...

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Dumb Swede

... " And though he don't know what it means, ...

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At The Golden Pig

... Where once with lads I scoffed my beer ...

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The Lure Of Little Voices

... You're a-sobbing in your sleep, dear, and your lashes, how they glisten -- ...

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Five-Per-Cent

... Whose wife and children toil in urn until their strength is spent, ...

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Jobson Of The Star

... . . . . . . .In haggard lands where ages brood, on plains burnt out and dim, ...

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The Three Tommies

... . . Well, who shall say that they failed!No, each did a Something Grander than ever he dreamed to do ...

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Resolutions

... Hopes may be wrecked so that we rue them ...

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Convicts Love Canaries

... . . Oh how he cheered me with his mirth!Dick's dead! I know he cared for me ...

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Room 5: The Concert Singer

... Let those who will indulge in strife, ...

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The Twins Of Lucky Strike

... "Say, boys, ain't they a purty sight, as like's a pair o' pins-- ...

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Ripeness

... To God!With passion spent ...

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The Blind And The Dead

... God! it was still, that place!He raised the head of the careless Dead ...

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Annuitant

... And crunch my toast and think of things ...

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The Ballad Of How Macpherson Held The Floor

... Yea, there were those who grunt: "Ya! Ya!" and those who squeak: "We! We!" ...