Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Humility - Poem by Robert William Service

My virtues in Carara stone
Cut carefully you all my scan;
Beneath I lie, a fetid bone,
The marble worth more than the man.

If on my pure tomb they should grave
My vices,--how the folks would grin!
And say with sympathetic wave:
"Like us he was a man of sin."

And somehow he consoled thereby,
Knowing they may, though Hades bent,
When finally they come to die,
Enjoy a snow-white monument.

And maybe it is just as well
When we from life and lust are riven,
That though our souls should sink to hell
Our tombs point: Destination Heaven!


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  • (10/23/2016 11:04:00 PM)


    Amazing inference, that though our soul should sink to hell
    Our tombs point: Destination Heaven!
    Thanks for sharing
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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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