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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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Published by Susan on 07/27/2003 (4005 reads)
With him I loved I might have wed...

With him I loved I might have wed
And been a wonder wife,
But that blonde hussy turned his head
And cooked his goose for life;
So now I'm back at teaching school,
And sorry is my case:
Oh that a man should play the fool
Just for a pretty face!

He had the choice between us two,
The worthy and the fair;
Her every wile and guile he knew,
And yet he did not care.
I could have kept his hearth aglow,
A mother fond and brave,
But now unwedded I must go,
And barren to my grave.

And he a slattern has for keeps,
Who'll never bear him bairns,
Who drinks and dances as he sleeps
And squanders all he earns.
Yet Oh how many are like me,
Left loveless in the cold!
How blind as bats the men can be,
Mistaking gilt for gold!

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