Poetic Openings : Robert William Service to Robert William Service

Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Silence : First Line : When I was cub reporter I
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Simplicity : First Line : What I seek far yet seldom find
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Sinister Sooth : First Line : You say I am the slave of Fate
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Six Feet Of Sod : First Line : This is the end of all my ways,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Slugging Saint : First Line : ’Twas in a pub in Battersea

Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Soldier Boy : First Line : My soldier boy has crossed the sea
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Someone's Mother : First Line : Someone’s Mother trails the street
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Son : First Line : He hurried away, young heart of joy, under our Devon sky!
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Song Of The Sardine : First Line : A fat man sat in an orchestra stall and his cheeks were wet with tears,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : Spanish Men : First Line : The Men of Seville are, they say,