Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Robert William Service Poems

721. Ambition 1/13/2003
722. Bonehead Bill 1/13/2003
723. The Woman And The Angel 1/13/2003
724. Barcelona 1/13/2003
725. Anti-Profanity 1/13/2003
726. Conqueror 1/13/2003
727. Death And Life 1/13/2003
728. Bird Watcher 1/13/2003
729. Humility 1/13/2003
730. Allouette 1/13/2003
731. Clancy Of The Mounted Police 1/13/2003
732. Bank Robber 1/13/2003
733. Boon Soul 1/13/2003
734. Grandad 1/13/2003
735. Fallen Leaves 1/13/2003
736. The Wonderer 1/13/2003
737. Grin 1/13/2003
738. A Year Ago 1/13/2003
739. Ant Hill 1/13/2003
740. Dolls 1/13/2003
741. Wrestling Match 1/13/2003
742. A Verseman's Apology 1/13/2003
743. Causation 1/13/2003
744. Bill's Prayer 1/13/2003
745. Freedom's Fool 1/13/2003
746. Hot Digitty Dog 1/13/2003
747. If You Had A Friend 1/13/2003
748. The Wedding Ring 1/13/2003
749. Artist 1/13/2003
750. Highland Hospitality 1/13/2003
751. Birds Of A Feather 1/13/2003
752. The Call 1/13/2003
753. Alias Bill 1/13/2003
754. Accordion 1/13/2003
755. Epitaph 1/13/2003
756. Hate 1/13/2003
757. Each Day A Life 1/13/2003
758. Bookshelf 1/13/2003
759. I Will Not Fight 1/13/2003
760. The Wanderlust 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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Wine Bibber

I would rather drink than eat,
And though I superbly sup,
Food, I feel, can never beat
Delectation of the cup.
Wine it is that crowns the feast;
Fish and fowl and fancy meat
Are of my delight the least:
I would rather drink than eat.

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