Robert William Service
Born in January 16, 1874 / Died in September 11, 1958 / United Kingdom / English
Poems by Robert William Service
Her Letter
... You mind how brisk and bright I was, how straight and trim and smart ...
Jim
... Jim, our Jim!But I see him best as a tiny tot, ...
The Telegraph Operator
... Alone, alone, alone!Snow-peaks and deep-gashed draws ...
Mary Ellen
... . . Friend Mouse, your doom I new determine ...
Picture Dealer
... . . These guys believe in what they paint, ...
Plebeian Plutocrat
... His horror all my friends would share ...
Shiela
... Your cheeks were pink like painted cheeks, your eyes a pansy blue ...
The Shorter Catechism
... Said she: 'Think, lassie, how you'll burn ...
Compensation Pete
... Though things are bad they might be worse ...
Violet De Vere
... Says he: "Although the Sheriff's bruised, the lady should be heared ...
Familiarity
... My hat I doff But little say ...
Gignol
... The Judge with banter I would bait, ...
The Key Of The Street
... " Thought I: "Yes, each week I'll be sighing, ...
Property
... "My own, my very own!"Poor fool! To think that I possess ...
Dedication To Providence
... . . . O Land of Song! Oh golden clime! ...
