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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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On The Wire

... . . Oh, hark! Someone moans in the dark ...

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The Cow-Juice Cure

... `Gold from the grass-roots down', they say -- why, Bill! we've got it cold -- ...

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The Ballad Of The Black Fox Skin

... oth smiles of a dance-hall wench beware!Wherefore it was beyond all laws that lusts of man restrain, ...

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Our Hero

... . . . God bless little children!" So he passed to glory, ...

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Tranquilism

... From friction free ...

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The Rover

... Yet there comes a subtile change, let the stripling rove, range ...

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The Host

... For when I count my sum of days ...

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The Portrait

... My Wife,--since twenty years she's dead: ...

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Poet And Peer

... Who struts and stares an' a' that, ...

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Duello

... " The Frenchman cried: "Perdition!"Then silence followed like a spell, ...

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Remorse

... Ah, that would be a hell indeed!So friends, be careful of your words, ...

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Two Graves

... . . . Pale crosses greet the grieving stars, ...

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Winnie

... , fellow, you may think it funny:I made a deal and bought her back,Though it took all my bonus money ...

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The Black Dudeen

... Through crash and crackle, and flicker and flame, ...

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The Logger

... Then the boys will gather round, and they'll launch me in the ground, ...