On the ragged edge of the world I'll roam, and the home of the wolf shall be my home.
Robert Service, The Nostomaniac (1912).
There's the wretched rent to pay,Yet I glower at pen and ink:Oh, inspire me, Muse, I pray,It is later than you think!Robert Service
"It's coming soon and soon, mother, it's nearer every day,When only men who work and sweat will have a word to say;When all who earn their honest bread in every land and soilWill claim the Brotherhood of Man, the Comradeship of Toil;When we, the Workers, all demand: `What are we fighting for?' . . .Then, then we'll end that stupid crime, that devil's madness -- War."Robert Service
And each forgets, as he strips and runs With a brilliant, fitful pace, It's the steady, quiet, plodding ones Who win in the lifelong race. And each forgets that his youth has fled, Forgets that his prime is past, Till he stands one day, with a hope that's dead, In the glare of the truth at last.Robert Service
Mud is mankind in the moulding, Heaven's mystery unfoldingRobert Service
The lonely sunsets flare forlorn Down valleys dreadly desolate; The lonely mountains soar in scorn As still as death, as stern as fate.Robert Service
When he [Brezhnev] succeeded Khrushchev, he was still a vigorous politician who expected to make the Party and government work more effectively...But his General Secretaryship had turned into a ceremonial reign that had brought communism into its deepest contempt since 1917.Robert Service
It's easy to fight when everything's right And you're mad with the thrill and the glory; It's easy to cheer when victory's near, And wallow in fields that are gory. It's a different song when everything's wrong, When you're feeling infernally mortal; When it's ten against one, and hope there is none, Buck up, little soldier, and chortle!Robert Service
Mud is mankind in the moulding,Heaven's mystery unfoldingRobert Service