Robert Service Poems

  • 401.  
    Blind Peter Piper used to play
    All up and down the city;I'd often meet him on my way,
  • 402.  
    Mumsie and Dad are raven dark
    And I am lily blonde.‘'Tis strange,' I once heard nurse remark,
  • 403.  
    My garden robin in the Spring
    Was rapturous with glee,And followed me with wistful wing
  • 404.  
    Nurse, won't you let him in?
    He's barkin' an' scratchen' the door,Makin' so dreffel a din
  • 405.  
    The English and the French were met
    Upon the field of future battle;The foes were formidably set
  • 406.  
    My garden hath a slender path
    With ivy overgrown,A secret place where once would pace
  • 407.  
    They asked the Bard of Ayr to dine;
    The banquet hall was fit and fine, With gracing it a Lord;
  • 408.  
    I own a gorgeous Cadillac,
    A chauffeur garbed in blue;And as I sit behind his back
  • 409.  
    I greet the challenge of the dawn
    With weary, bleary eyes;Into the sky so ashen wan
  • 410.  
    Because I love the soothing weed
    And am of sober type,I'd choose me for a friend in need
  • 411.  
    For oh, when the war will be over
    We'll go and we'll look for our dead;We'll go when the bee's on the clover,
  • 412.  
    There were twin artists A. and B.
    Who painted pictures two,And hung them in my galley
  • 413.  
    My destiny it is tonight
    To sit with pensive browBeside my study fire and write
  • 414.  
    If I could practise what I preach,
    Of fellows there would few be finer;If I were true to what I teach
  • 415.  
    Pedlar's coming down the street,
    Housewives beat a swift retreat.Don't you answer to the bell;
  • 416.  
    God's truth! these be the bitter times.
    In vain I sing my sheaf of rhymes,And hold my battered hat for dimes.
  • 417.  
    Mother focused with a frown
    The part of me where I sit down.Said she: “Your pants are wearing through;
  • 418.  
    Lolling on a bank of thyme
    Drunk with Spring I made this rhyme. . . .
  • 419.  
    All day long when the shells sail over
    I stand at the sandbags and take my chance;But at night, at night I'm a reckless rover,
  • 420.  
    A pote is sure a goofy guy;
    He ain't got guts like you or I To tell the score;
  • 421.  
    “Flowers, only flowers-bring me dainty posies,
    Blossoms for forgetfulness,” that was all he said;So we sacked our gardens, violets and roses,
  • 422.  
    “Give me my daily bread.
    It seems so odd,When all is done and said,
  • 423.  
    Full fifty merry maids I heard
    One summer morn a-singing;And each was like a joyous bird
  • 424.  
    We brought him in from between the lines: we'd better have let him lie;
    For what's the use of risking one's skin for a tyke that's going to die?What's the use of tearing him loose under a gruelling fire,
  • 425.  
    O God, take the sun from the sky!
    It's burning me, scorching me up.God, can't You hear my cry?
  • 426.  
    Oh, it's pleasant sitting here,
    Seeing all the people pass;You beside your bock of beer,
  • 427.  
    What man has not betrayed
    Some sacred trust?If haply you are made
  • 428.  
    I was Mojeska's leading man
    And famous parts I used to play,But now I do the best I can
  • 429.  
    The harridan who holds the inn
    At which I toss a pot,Is old and uglier than sin,-
  • 430.  
    Oh Maggie, do you mind the day
    We went to school together,And as we stoppit by the way
  • 431.  
    Is it because I'm bent and grey,
    Though wearing rather well,That I can slickly get away
  • 432.  
    For five and twenty years I've run
    A famous train;But now my spell of speed is done,
  • 433.  
    Our cowman, old Ed, hadn't much in his head,
    And lots of folks though him a witling;But he wasn't a fool, for he always kept cool,
  • 434.  
    He dreamed away his hours in school;
    He sat with such an absent air,The master reckoned him a fool,
  • 435.  
    I had a friend, a breezy friend
    I liked an awful lot;And in his company no end
  • 436.  
    Of garden truck he made his fare,
    As his bright eyes bore witness;Health was his habit and his care,
  • 437.  
    A bonny bird I found today
    Mired in a melt of tar;Its silky breast was silver-grey,
  • 438.  
    I guess folks think I'm mighty dumb
    Since Jack and Jim and JoeHave hit the trail to Kingdom Come
  • 439.  
    Oh, it is good to drink and sup,
    And then beside the kindly fireTo smoke and heap the faggots up,
  • 440.  
    With belly like a poisoned pup
    Said I: ‘I must give bacon up:And also, I profanely fear,
  • 441.  
    I told a truth, a tragic truth
    That tore the sullen sky;A million shuddered at my sooth
  • 442.  
    Zut! it's two o'clock.
    See! the lights are jumping.Finish up your bock,
  • 443.  
    I could have sold him up because
    His rent was long past due;And Grimes, my lawyer, said it was
  • 444.  
    To be a bony feed Sourdough
    You must, by Yukon Law,Have killed a moose,
  • 445.  
    A prisoner speaks:

  • 446.  
    The Porch was blazoned with geranium bloom;
    Myrtle and jasmine meadows lit the lea;With rose and violet the vale's perfume
  • 447.  
    Said the Door: “She came in
    With no shadow of sin;Turned the key in the lock,
  • 448.  
    It's cruel cold on the water-front, silent and dark and drear;
    Only the black tide weltering, only the hissing snow;And I, alone, like a storm-tossed wreck, on this night of the glad New Year,
  • 449.  
    My neighbour has a field of wheat
    And I a rood of vine;And he will give me bread to eat,
  • 450.  
    When I attended Mass today
    A coloured maid sat down by me,And as I watched her kneel and pray,
Total 831 poems written by Robert Service

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The Rainbow, Or Curious Covenant
 by Robert Herrick

Mine eyes, like clouds, were drizzling rain;
And as they thus did entertain
The gentle beams from Julia's sight
To mine eyes levell'd opposite,
O thing admir'd! there did appear
A curious rainbow smiling there;
Which was the covenant that she
No more would drown mine eyes or me.

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