Poem by Robert William Service

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The sunshine seeks my little room
To tell me Paris streets are gay;
That children cry the lily bloom
All up and down the leafy way;
That half the town is mad with May,
With flame of flag and boom of bell:
For Carnival is King to-day;
So pen and page, awhile farewell.

1. Bessie's Boil
2. The Lure of Little Voices
3. The Quitter
4. Eighty Not Out
5. My Ancestors

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