Monday, March 22, 2010

Robert W. Service.

Robert Service was a doggerel poet in the earlier part of the 20th Century. He wrote a lot of verse about the Alaska Gold Rush and earned the epithet "The Bard of the Klondike."

Nobody knows Service today, but I always liked him. And so, I give you this. If you don't feel like reading it, in 2 minutes or so, you can watch the poem recited. And pretty good, I might add.

The Men That Don't Fit In

There's a race of men that don't fit in,
A race that can't stay still;
So they break the hearts of kith and kin,
And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and they rove the flood,
And they climb the mountain's crest;
Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don't know how to rest.

If they just went straight they might go far;
They are strong and brave and true;
But they're always tired of the things that are,
And they want the strange and new.
They say: "Could I find my proper groove,
What a deep mark I would make!"
So they chop and change, and each fresh move
Is only a fresh mistake.

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.

He has failed, he has failed; he has missed his chance;
He has just done things by half.
Life's been a jolly good joke on him,
And now is the time to laugh.
Ha, ha! He is one of the Legion Lost;
He was never meant to win;
He's a rolling stone, and it's bred in the bone;
He's a man who won't fit in.


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Anonymous said...

The Cremation of Sam McGee was always a favorite of mine. All the adventure of Jack London, plus the sense of humor that London never had.