Robert William Service
Born in January 16, 1874 / Died in September 11, 1958 / United Kingdom / English
Poems by Robert William Service
The Trail Of Ninety-Eight
... nd ever that battle-cry--"Gold!"Thus toiled we, the army of fortune, in hunger and hope and despair, ...
Black Moran
... nees and pray, you lousy sons of sin!""Praise God," said Father Tim McGee, "he made you restitution, ...
Pooch
... " says he; "It's ma pedigree pup," says I ...
Tipperary Days
... Dears, let us remember it, that song they sing:"C'est un chemin long 'to Tepararee', ...
Kings Must Die
... Grief to Mother Queen Christina!And so through sheer magnificence ...
Hobo
... . . . "Say, Mister, give a guy a break: ...
Song Of The Sardine
... When you looked so like a little queen with your proud and haughty air, ...
The Sightless Man
... That know and pity the helpless blind!Ha! they're coming, the loving pair ...
Priscilla
... . . . But hark!"Howl of a shell, harsh, sudden, dread ...
While The Bannock Bakes
... We've halved the toil and split the spoil, and borne each other's packs ...
Room 4: The Painter Chap
... . . . Ah well! here am I, ...
Julie Claire
... . . Of love her share had Julie Claire ...
The Hat
... . . . I've never cried for clay-cold child, ...
Going Home
... I've looked upon the wine that's white, and on the wine that's red ...
The Call
... Sweep to the fire of War! Prince and page, sot and sage, ...
