Monday, January 13, 2003

The Ballad Of One-Eyed Mike Comments

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This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye,
As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light, and the Glories swept the sky;
As the Northlights gleamed and curved and streamed, and the bottle of "hooch" was dry.
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Robert William Service
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sangay gempo 26 February 2016

Please would you mine to help me...what is this about.?...cretical and analytic of this poem..? And theme..

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