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Robert W Service's Poetry, by first line

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  • The Telegraph Operator
    I will not wash my face;
    I will not brush my h
    73 lines
  • The Song of the Wage Slave
    When the long, long day is over, and the Big Boss gives me my pay,
    I hope that it won't be hell-fire, as some of the parsons say.
    38 lines
  • Yellow
    One pearly day in early May
    I walked upon the sand
    32 lines
  • My Madonna
    I haled me a woman from the street,
    Shameless, but, oh, so fair!
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Your Poem
    My poem may be yours indeed
    In melody and tone,
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • Young Mother
    Her baby was so full of glee,
    And through the day
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • You And Me
    I'm part of people I have known
    And they are part of me;
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • Wrestling Match
    What guts he had, the Dago lad
    Who fought that Frenchman grim with guile;
    56 lines, 2 comments
  • Wounded
    Is it not strange? A year ago to-day,
    With scarce a thought beyond the hum-drum round,
    116 lines, 1 comment
  • Worms
    Worms finer for fishing you couldn't be wishing;
    I delved them dismayed from the velvety sod;
    38 lines, 2 comments
  • Work And Joy
    Each day I live I thank the Lord
    I do the work I love;
    24 lines
  • Words
    If on isle of the sea
    I have to tarry,
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • Window Shopper
    I stood before a candy shop
    Which with a Christmas radiance shone;
    42 lines, 1 comment
  • Willie
    'Why did the lady in the lift
    Slap that poor parson's face?'
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • White Christmas
    My folks think I'm a serving maid
    Each time I visit home;
    64 lines, 1 comment
  • While The Bannock Bakes
    Light up your pipe again, old chum, and sit awhile with me;
    I've got to watch the bannock bake -- how restful is the air!
    97 lines, 1 comment
  • Wheels
    Since I am sick of Wheels
    That jar my day,
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • What Kisses Had John Keats?
    I scanned two lines with some surmise
    As over Keats I chanced to pore:
    16 lines
  • Washerwife
    The aged Queen who passed away
    Had sixty servants, so they say;
    17 lines, 1 comment
  • Wallflower
    Till midnight her needle she plied
    To finish her pretty pink dress;
    64 lines, 1 comment
  • Village Virtue
    Jenny was my first sweetheart;
    Poor lass! she was none too smart.
    40 lines, 3 comments
  • Unholy Trinity
    Though Virtue hurt you Vice is nice;
    Aye, Parson says it's wrong,
    32 lines, 3 comments
  • Vanity
    My tangoing seemed to delight her;
    With me it was love at first sight.
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • Village Don Juan
    Lord, I'm grey, my face is run,
    But by old Harry, I've had my fun;
    30 lines, 1 comment
  • Unforgotten
    I know a garden where the lilies gleam,
    And one who lingers in the sunshine there;
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • The Woman and the Angel
    An angel was tired of heaven, as he lounged in the golden street;
    His halo was tilted sideways, and his harp lay mute at his feet;
    24 lines
  • The Spell of the Yukon
    I wanted the gold, and I sought it, I scrabbled and mucked like a slave.
    Was it famine or scurvy -- I fought it; I hurled my youth into a grave.
    36 lines, 3 comments
  • The Low-Down White
    This is the pay-day up at the mines, when the bearded brutes come down;
    There's money to burn in the streets to-night, so I've sent my klooch to town,
    21 lines
  • The March of the Dead
    The cruel war was over -- oh, the triumph was so sweet!
    We watched the troops returning, through our tears;
    49 lines
  • The Men That Don't Fit In
    There's a race of men that don't fit in,
    A race that can't stay still;
    32 lines, 2 comments
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