Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Robert William Service Poems

1. Pilgrims 1/13/2003
2. The Argument 1/13/2003
3. The Healer 1/13/2003
4. Kings Must Die 1/13/2003
5. Trixie 1/13/2003
6. Rhyme-Smith 1/13/2003
7. Lowly Laureate 1/13/2003
8. Victory Stuff 1/13/2003
9. My Favourite Fan 1/13/2003
10. Lucindy Jane 1/13/2003
11. Our Pote 1/13/2003
12. The AlcÁZar 1/13/2003
13. Room 4: The Painter Chap 1/13/2003
14. Room 5: The Concert Singer 1/13/2003
15. Ripeness 1/13/2003
16. Portrait 1/13/2003
17. White-Collar Spaniard 1/13/2003
18. Village Don Juan 1/13/2003
19. Noctambule 1/13/2003
20. Kail Yard Bard 1/13/2003
21. The Afflicted 1/13/2003
22. Reverence 1/13/2003
23. My Calendar 1/13/2003
24. Old Trouper 1/13/2003
25. The Host 1/13/2003
26. Priscilla 1/13/2003
27. My Masters 1/13/2003
28. My Chapel 1/13/2003
29. The Defeated 1/13/2003
30. Sympathy 1/13/2003
31. Miss Mischievous 1/13/2003
32. On The Boulevard 1/13/2003
33. Vanity 1/13/2003
34. Playboy 1/13/2003
35. Suppose? 1/13/2003
36. The Little Piou-Piou 1/13/2003
37. The Palace 1/13/2003
38. The Macaronis 1/13/2003
39. Surtax 1/13/2003
40. My Feud 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Robert William Service

The Cremation Of Sam Mcgee

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.

Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South to roam 'round the Pole, God only knows.
He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;
Though he'd often say in ...

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Wistful

Oh how I'd be gay and glad
If a little house I had,
Snuggled in a shady lot,
With behind a garden plot;
Simple grub, old duds to wear,
A book, a pipe, a rocking-chair . . .
You would never hear me grouse
If I had a little house.

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