Cremation of Sam McGee

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.

~ First stanza of popular poem, "Cremation of Sam McGee," by British poet, Robert Service (1874 - 1958)

Robert Service Commemorative Plaque in England

Reading Robert Service

Neil Paul, Thursday, November 15, 1:00 p.m.
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Don't miss Neil Paul's reading and discussion in The Neat L'l Bookshop.  Robert Service was born in England, the first of ten children.  He wrote his first poem at age six.

God bless the cakes and bless the jam;

Bless the cheese and the cold boiled ham;

Bless the scones Aunt Jeannie makes,

And save us all from bellyaches.

Amen

Photo & Grace:  Wikipedia.

Upcoming November Events ~

Thursday, Nov. 15, 1:00 p.m.  Neil Paul Reading Robert Service.

Word Watching ~

"The question is," said Alice, "whether you can make words mean so many different things."
"The question is," said Humpty Dumpty, "which is to be master ~ that's all." Lewis Carrol (1832 - 1898) Through the Looking-Glass VI.  British author, mathematician.


"Few faults of style excite the malignity of a more numerous class of readers than the use of hard words...But words are hard only to those who do not understand them, and the critic ought always to inquire whether he is incommoded by the fault of the writer or by his own."

~ Samuel Johnson (1709 - 1784) The Idler No. 70.  British author, lexicographer.


"The word is half his that speaks and half his that hears it." ~ Montaigne, Essays III.xiii.

"I understand a fury in your words,
But not the words."  ~ Shakespeare, Othello IV.ii

~ DICTIONARY of QUOTATIONS, Bergen Evans, Bonanza Books.