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I am a mild man, you'll agree, But red my rage is,

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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Heart o' the North

Published by Susan on 07/22/2003 (4008 reads)
And when I come to the dim trail-end...


And when I come to the dim trail-end,
             I who have been Life's rover,
This is all I would ask, my friend,
       Over and over and over:

A little space on a stony hill
            With never another near me,
Sky o' the North that's vast and still,
               With a single star to cheer me;

Star that gleams on a moss-grey stone
                Graven by those who love me --
There would I lie alone, alone,
            With a single pine above me;

Pine that the north wind whinneys through --
            Oh, I have been Life's lover!
But there I'd lie and listen to
    Eternity passing over.


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