Robert William Service

(16 January 1874 - 11 September 1958 / Preston)

Robert William Service Poems

241. Old Bob 1/13/2003
242. Retired Shopman 1/13/2003
243. My Rocking-Chair 1/13/2003
244. The Blood-Red Fourragere 1/13/2003
245. My Cancer Cure 1/13/2003
246. The Heart Of The Sourdough 1/13/2003
247. Our Hero 1/13/2003
248. Missis Moriarty's Boy 1/13/2003
249. To Sunnydale 1/13/2003
250. My Cuckoo Clock 1/13/2003
251. Red-Tiled Roof 1/13/2003
252. Old Codger 1/13/2003
253. The Mourners 1/13/2003
254. Relax 1/13/2003
255. The Monster 1/13/2003
256. The Return 1/13/2003
257. The Battle Of The Bulge 1/13/2003
258. Local Lad 1/13/2003
259. Lindy Lou 1/13/2003
260. Rhyme-Smith 1/13/2003
261. The Logger 1/13/2003
262. My Neighbors 1/13/2003
263. My Twins 1/13/2003
264. Navels 1/13/2003
265. The Stretcher-Bearer 1/13/2003
266. The Little Old Log Cabin 1/13/2003
267. The Rover 1/13/2003
268. The Dreamer 1/13/2003
269. Old Tom 1/13/2003
270. The Lone Trail 1/13/2003
271. Two Graves 1/13/2003
272. My Piney Wood 1/13/2003
273. Why Do Birds Sing? 1/13/2003
274. White Christmas 1/13/2003
275. The Ballad Of Touch-The-Button Nell 1/13/2003
276. The Prospector 1/13/2003
277. My Will 1/13/2003
278. Two Words 1/13/2003
279. Perfection 1/13/2003
280. Lucille 1/13/2003

Comments about Robert William Service

  • Donald Reid (4/9/2007 4:12:00 PM)

    Robert W Service must be one of the great poets of his generation. Indeed I would suggest that his popularity is increasing, certainly here in Ayrshire, Scotland. I've attended several functions lately and been delighted to hear classics such as The Cremation of Sam McGee and The Spell of the Yukon. I spend many a happy night enjoying his wonderful poems.

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  • Danuta Glendenning (3/23/2007 5:28:00 PM)

    This poem is simply brilliant in that it incorporates Science in the first verse, Hinduism in the second, and Buddhism in the third verse. I'm taking it to my Poetry class and will share it with other poetry lovers.

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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