Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Robert William Service Poems

801. Birthdays 1/13/2003
802. A Song For Kilts 1/13/2003
803. A Plea 1/13/2003
804. A Song Of Sixty-Five 1/13/2003
805. Young Mother 1/13/2003
806. Your Poem 1/13/2003
807. Bessie's Boil 1/13/2003
808. A Canvas For A Crust 1/13/2003
809. A Cabbage Patch 1/13/2003
810. A Pot Of Tea 1/13/2003
811. A Character 1/13/2003
812. A Bachelor 1/13/2003
813. Cinderella 1/13/2003
814. Abandoned Dog 1/13/2003
815. A Domestic Tragedy 1/13/2003
816. Death Of A Cockroach 1/13/2003
817. A Song Of Success 1/13/2003
818. A Mediocre Man 1/13/2003
819. A Casualty 1/13/2003
820. A Lyric Day 1/13/2003
821. A Rolling Stone 1/13/2003
822. A Rusty Nail 1/13/2003
823. (the Sunshine Seeks My Little Room) 1/13/2003
824. A Song Of Suicide 1/13/2003
825. Carry On 1/13/2003
826. The Men That Don'T Fit In 1/13/2003
827. A Busy Man 1/13/2003
828. The Shooting Of Dan Mcgrew 1/13/2003
829. A Little Prayer 1/13/2003
830. "Fighting Mac" 1/13/2003
831. Comfort 1/13/2003
832. "?" 1/13/2003
833. Home And Love 1/13/2003
834. A Hero 1/13/2003
835. A Grain Of Sand 1/13/2003
836. The Cremation Of Sam Mcgee 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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