Produced by A. Light RHYMES OF A RED CROSS MAN by Robert W. Service [British-born Canadian Poet--1874-1958.] Author of "The Spell of the Yukon", "Ballads of a Cheechako", "Rhymes of a Rolling Stone", etc. [This etext has been transcribed from a New York edition of 1916. Some very minor corrections have been made.] | | --+---------------------------+-- | To the Memory of | | My Brother, | | LIEUTENANT ALBERT SERVICE | | Canadian Infantry | | Killed in Action, France | | August, 1916. | --+---------------------------+-- | | Contents Foreword The Call The Fool The Volunteer The Convalescent The Man from Athabaska The Red Retreat The Haggis of Private McPhee The Lark The Odyssey of 'Erbert 'Iggins A Song of Winter Weather Tipperary Days Fleurette Funk Our Hero My Mate Milking Time Young Fellow My Lad A Song of the Sandbags On the Wire Bill's Grave Jean Desprez Going Home Cocotte My Bay'nit Carry On! Over the Parapet The Ballad of Soulful Sam Only a Boche Pilgrims My Prisoner Tri-colour A Pot of Tea The Revelation Grand-père Son The Black Dudeen The Little Piou-piou Bill the Bomber The Whistle of Sandy McGraw The Stretcher-Bearer Wounded Faith The Coward Missis Moriarty's Boy My Foe My Job The Song of the Pacifist The Twins The Song of the Soldier-born Afternoon Tea The Mourners L'Envoi Foreword I've tinkered at my bits of rhymes In weary, woeful, waiting times; In doleful hours of battle-din, Ere yet they brought the wounded in; Through vigils of the fateful night, In lousy barns by candle-light; In dug-outs, sagging and aflood, On stretchers stiff and bleared with blood; By ragged grove, by ruined road, By hearths accurst where Love abode; By broken altars, blackened shrines I've tinkered at my bits of rhymes.