Poetic Openings : Robert William Service to Robert William Service

Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Sacrifices : First Line : Twin boys I bore, my joy, my care,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Sceptic : First Line : My Father Christmas passed away
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Score : First Line : I asked a silver sage
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Scribe's Prayer : First Line : When from my fumbling hand the tired pen falls,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Seance : First Line : “The spirits do not like the light,”

Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Search : First Line : Happiness, a-roving round
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Seed : First Line : I was a seed that fell
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Sewing-girl : First Line : The humble garret where I dwell
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Shooting Of Dan Mcgrew : First Line : 1 A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon;
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Shorter Catechism : First Line : I burned my fingers on the stove