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Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис)


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I will not fight: though proud of pith
I hold no one worth striving with;
And should resentment burn my breast
I deem that silence serves me best:
So having not a word to say,
Contemptuous I turn away.

I will not fret: my rest of life
Free I will keep from hate and strife;
Let lust and sin and anger sleep,
I will not delve the subsoil deep,
But be content with inch of earth,
Where daisies have their birth.

I will not grieve: Till day be done
I will be tranquil in the sun,
With garden glow and quiet nook,
And song of bird and spell of book...
God bless you all! I will not fight,
But love and dream until--Goodnight!



Robert William Service's other poems:
  1. Old Sweethearts
  2. Poor Kid
  3. The Bliss of Ignorance
  4. Poet's Path
  5. Portent


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