Poetic Openings : Robert William Service to Robert William Service

Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Three Bares : First Line : Ma tried to wash her garden slacks but couldn’t get ’em clean
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Three Tommies : First Line : That Barret, the painter of pictures, what feeling for color he had!
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Three Voices : First Line : The waves have a story to tell me,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Trail Of Ninety-eight : First Line : Gold! We leapt from our benches. Gold! We sprang from our stools.
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Trail Of No Return : First Line : So now I take a bitter road

Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Tramps : First Line : Can you recall, dear comrade, when we tramped God’s land together,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Trapper's Christmas Eve : First Line : It’s mighty lonesome-like and drear.
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Trust : First Line : Because I’ve eighty years and odd,
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Tunnel : First Line : Toil’s a tunnel, there’s no way out
Poet : Robert William Service : Poem : The Twa Jocks : First Line : Says Bauldy MacGreegor frae Gleska tae Hecky MacCrimmon frae Skye: