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| 2961. | Privacy by Robert William Service | | Oh you who are shy of the popular eye,
(Though most of us seek to survive it)
Just think of the goldfish who wanted to die
Because she could never ... |
| 2962. | Grand-Père by Robert William Service | | And so when he reached my bed
The General made a stand:
"My brave young fellow," he said,
"I would shake your hand."
So I lifted my ... |
| 2963. | At The Golden Pig by Robert William Service | | Where once with lads I scoffed my beer
The landlord's lass I've wed.
Now I am lord and master here;--
Thank God! the old man's dead.
I s... |
| 2964. | Five-Per-Cent by Robert William Service | | Because I have ten thousand pounds I sit upon my stern,
And leave my living tranquilly for other folks to earn.
For in some procreative way that isn... |
| 2965. | Ripeness by Robert William Service | | With peace and rest
And wisdom sage,
Ripeness is best
Of every age.
With hands that fold
In pensive prayer,
For grave-yard mold
Prepa... |
| 2966. | The Ballad Of How Macpherson Held The Floor by Robert William Service | | Said President MacConnachie to Treasurer MacCall:
"We ought to have a piper for our next Saint Andrew's Ball.
Yon squakin' saxophone gives me the sy... |
| 2967. | Pooch by Robert William Service | | Nurse, won't you let him in?
He's barkin' an' scratchen' the door,
Makin' so dreffel a din
I jest can't sleep any more;
Out there in the dark an' ... |
| 2968. | Tipperary Days by Robert William Service | | Oh, weren't they the fine boys! You never saw the beat of them,
Singing all together with their throats bronze-bare;
Fighting-fit and mirth-mad,... |
| 2969. | Priscilla by Robert William Service | | Jerry MacMullen, the millionaire,
Driving a red-meat bus out there --
How did he win his Croix de Guerre?
Bless you, that's all old stuff:
Beast o... |
| 2970. | Room 4: The Painter Chap by Robert William Service | | He gives me such a bold and curious look,
That young American across the way,
As if he'd like to put me in a book
(Fancies himself a poet, so they ... |
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