Robert William Service
Born in January 16, 1874 / Died in September 11, 1958 / United Kingdom / English
Poems by Robert William Service
Last Look
... . . . The ripe Moon vaulting o'er the trees ...
Bed Sitter
... Impulsively he said: "Through in this sordid game we play, ...
Music In The Bush
... Unshamed to show our love and tenderness,Our hearts will echo, till they beat no more, ...
The Lark
... The bleared, blood-boltered fields of hate ...
Little Moccasins
... dle mine, and maybe she will hear!)Your mother was a half-breed Cree, but you were white all through ...
My Vineyard
... For they themselves,--although it odd is, ...
Poor Poet
... 'A man should write to please himself,' ...
Portrait
... Is oh so good!Please leave him to his dream, ...
An Olive Fire
... . . . Leap gold, you flamelets! Laugh and sing: ...
Titine
... My chauffeur drives my Cadillac ...
My Piney Wood
... . . For hark! the stars are singing ...
Over The Parapet
... Out of my way and let me pass!But if there's horror, there's beauty, wonder ...
Kail Yard Bard
... I do not plot to pile up pelf, ...
Mike
... . . . So "love my dog love me," I thought, ...
Four-Foot Shelf
... 'Come, see,' said he, 'my four-foot shelf, ...
