Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Robert William Service Poems

1. Pilgrims 1/13/2003
2. The Healer 1/13/2003
3. Trixie 1/13/2003
4. Kings Must Die 1/13/2003
5. Rhyme-Smith 1/13/2003
6. Lowly Laureate 1/13/2003
7. Lucindy Jane 1/13/2003
8. Our Pote 1/13/2003
9. Pantheist 1/13/2003
10. The AlcÁZar 1/13/2003
11. Room 4: The Painter Chap 1/13/2003
12. Room 5: The Concert Singer 1/13/2003
13. Ripeness 1/13/2003
14. Portrait 1/13/2003
15. White-Collar Spaniard 1/13/2003
16. Noctambule 1/13/2003
17. Kail Yard Bard 1/13/2003
18. Reverence 1/13/2003
19. Old Trouper 1/13/2003
20. The Host 1/13/2003
21. Priscilla 1/13/2003
22. My Chapel 1/13/2003
23. Sympathy 1/13/2003
24. Miss Mischievous 1/13/2003
25. On The Boulevard 1/13/2003
26. Vanity 1/13/2003
27. Playboy 1/13/2003
28. Suppose? 1/13/2003
29. The Little Piou-Piou 1/13/2003
30. The Palace 1/13/2003
31. The Macaronis 1/13/2003
32. Surtax 1/13/2003
33. My Feud 1/13/2003
34. The Fool 1/13/2003
35. The Key Of The Street 1/13/2003
36. Two Blind Men 1/13/2003
37. My Prisoner 1/13/2003
38. Julie Claire 1/13/2003
39. The Spirit Of The Unborn Babe 1/13/2003
40. Mactavish 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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You Can'T Can Love

I don't know how the fishes feel, but I can't help thinking it odd,
That a gay young flapper of a female eel should fall in love with a cod.
Yet - that's exactly what she did and it only goes to prove,
That' what evr you do you can't put the lid on that crazy feeling Love.

Now that young tom-cod was a dreadful rake, and he had no wish to wed,
But he feared that her foolish heart would break, so this is what he said:
"Some fellows prize a woman's eyes, and some admire her lips,
While so

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