Robert W. Service
Robert W. Service
Robert William Servicewas a British-Canadian poet and writer who has often been called "the Bard of the Yukon". He is best known for his poems "The Shooting of Dan McGrew" and "The Cremation of Sam McGee", from his first book, Songs of a Sourdough. His vivid descriptions of the Yukon and its people made it seem that he was a veteran of the Klondike gold rush, instead of the late-arriving bank clerk he actually was. "These humorous tales in verse...
NationalityScottish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth16 January 1874
being-strong law yukon
This is the law of the Yukon, that only the strong shall thrive; that surely the weak shall perish, and only the fit survive.
travel fire belly
The Wanderlust has got me... by the belly-aching fire
winning race quiet
It's the steady, quiet, plodding ones who win in the lifelong race.
military grit quitting
Just draw on your grit; it's so easy to quit - It's the keeping your chin up that's hard.
cheer believe fighting
Carry on! Carry on! Fight the good fight and true; Believe in you mission, greet life with a cheer;
lying world safe
The trails of the world be countless, and most of the trails be tried; You tread on the heels of the many, till you come where the ways divide;And one lies safe in the sunlight, and the other is dreary and wan,But you look aslant at the Lone Trail, and the Lone Trail lures you on.
travel heart men
There's a race of men that don't fit in, A race that can't sit still; So they break the hearts of kith and kin, And they roam the world at will. They range the field and rove the flood, And they climb the mountain's crest; Their's is the curse of the gypsy blood, And they don't know how to rest.
inspirational success climbing
Be master of your petty annoyances and conserve your energies for the big, worthwhile things. It isn't the mountain ahead that wears you out - it's the grain of sand in your shoe.
kindness heaven breaths
Our breath is brief, and being so Let's make our heaven here below, And lavish kindness as we go.
anger climbing shoes
It isn't the mountain ahead that wears you out; it's the grain of sand in your shoe.
almost ashes bless fire glass god meet parting pipe prepare thank word
My pipe is out, my glass is dry; My fire is almost ashes too; But once again, before you go, And I prepare to meet the New : Old Year! a parting word that's true, For we've been comrades, you and I - I thank God for each day of you; There! bless yo
good idle laughing leap oh ride sea wild
Oh it is good to ride and run,To roam the greenwood wild and free;To hunt, to idle in the sun,To leap into the laughing sea
mother mean writing
Write verse, not poetry. The public wants verse. If you have a talent for poetry, then don't by any means mother it, but try your hand at verse.