Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Robert William Service Poems

41. Unholy Trinity 1/13/2003
42. Unforgotten 1/13/2003
43. Two Words 1/13/2003
44. Two Men (J. L. And R. B.) 1/13/2003
45. Two Husbands 1/13/2003
46. Two Graves 1/13/2003
47. Two Children 1/13/2003
48. Two Blind Men 1/13/2003
49. Trixie 1/13/2003
50. Triumph 1/13/2003
51. Tri-Colour 1/13/2003
52. Trees Against The Sky 1/13/2003
53. Treat 'Em Rough 1/13/2003
54. Tranquillity 1/13/2003
55. Tranquilism 1/13/2003
56. Tourists 1/13/2003
57. Tourist 1/13/2003
58. Tom Paine 1/13/2003
59. Tom 1/13/2003
60. Toledo 1/13/2003
61. Toilet Seats 1/13/2003
62. To The Man Of The High North 1/13/2003
63. To Sunnydale 1/13/2003
64. To Frank Dodd 1/13/2003
65. To A Tycoon 1/13/2003
66. To A Stuffed Shirt 1/13/2003
67. Titine 1/13/2003
68. Tipperary Days 1/13/2003
69. Tim 1/13/2003
70. Tick-Tock 1/13/2003
71. Three Wives 1/13/2003
72. The Yukoner 1/13/2003
73. The Younger Son 1/13/2003
74. The World's All Right 1/13/2003
75. The Wood-Cutter 1/13/2003
76. The Wonderer 1/13/2003
77. The Womb 1/13/2003
78. The Woman At The Gate 1/13/2003
79. The Woman And The Angel 1/13/2003
80. The Wistful One 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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