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Just Home and Love! the words are small
Four little letters unto each;
And yet you will not find in all
The wide and gracious range of speech
Two more so tenderly complete:
When angels talk in Heaven above,
I'm sure they have no words more sweet
Than Home and Love.
Just Home and Love! it's hard to guess
Which of the two were best to gain;
Home without Love is bitterness;
Love without Home is often pain.
No! each alone will seldom do;
Somehow they travel hand and glove:
If you win one you must have two,
Both Home and Love.
And if you've both, well then I'm sure
You ought to sing the whole day long;
It doesn't matter if you're poor
With these to make divine your song.
And so I praisefully repeat,
When angels talk in Heaven above,
There are no words more simply sweet
Than Home and Love.
This poem is in the public domain.
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Robert Service (1874 - 1958) was a Scottish poet who became smitten with the Yukon Territory when he moved to Canada at the age of 21. Though he longed to be a trail-blazing cowboy, and many thought he indeed lived the life of which he wrote, Robert was, in fact, a bank clerk. After wandering North America for several years, working at odd jobs and various bank branches, he finally settled down in Dawson City, Yukon, some time after the Gold Rush. Robert began writing poems about his stark and beautiful surroundings, and about the legends and lifestyle associated with that part of the world. When his collection of poetry, The Spell of the Yukon and Other Verses, was published in 1907, it was an immediate success, made Robert wealthy beyond his greatest expectations, and earned him the nickname "The Bard of the Yukon." Robert alternated living in North America and Europe for the remainder of his life--even spending a few years in Hollywood; the cabin in the Klondike where he made his home is now a Canadian national park site.
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Tracers645:
What a wonderful poem - possibly my new favorite.
Thank you!
Posted 11/26/2019 05:21 PM
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barbsteff:
"There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil for gold."
I love Robert Service and this poem is no exception.
Posted 11/26/2019 12:49 PM
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KevinArnold:
I love this poem, especially the middle stanza:
Just Home and Love! it's hard to guess /
Which of the two were best to gain; /
Home without Love is bitterness; /
Love without Home is often pain. /
No! each alone will seldom do; /
Somehow they travel hand and glove: /
If you win one you must have two, /
Both Home and Love.
I was particularly taken with Service's confident break with his own scansion in the last line of the stanza, interrupting the meter for emphasis.
Posted 11/26/2019 09:22 AM
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paradea:
Love this!!
Posted 11/26/2019 09:19 AM
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Larry Schug:
So beautiful!
And a wonderful lesson about perspective, we'd all be well to heed
Posted 11/26/2019 07:59 AM
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