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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 07/30/2003 (3660 reads)
Full well I trow that when I die...

Full well I trow that when I die
        Down drops the curtain;
Another show is all my eye
        And Betty Martin.
I know the score, and with a smile
        Of rueful rating,
I reckon I am not worth while

I hope that God,--if God there be
        Of love and glory,
Will let me off Eternity,
        And end my story.
Will count me just a worn-out bit
        Of human matter,
Who's done his job or bungled it,
        --More like the latter.

I did not beg for mortal breath,
        Plus hell or Heaven;
So let the last pay-off be death,
        And call it even.
To Nature I will pay my debt
        With stoic laughter:
But spare me, God, your awful threat
        Of Life Here-after!

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