Super Ry 71 Posted September 18, 2007 Report Share Posted September 18, 2007 You see ?! He's like some old fashioned ghost or demon : speak his name and say where 's he's from and he has to disappear ! ' ATC ' : Ph-tewie ! ( a spit ) - that keeps them away for awhile too . Kevin ' the Shaman ' Or go to school. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ken Posted September 19, 2007 Report Share Posted September 19, 2007 The Cremation of Sam McGee Robert W. Service 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. Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, Where the cotton blooms and blows. Why he left his home in the South to roam 'Round the Pole, God only knows. He was always cold, but the land of gold Seemed to hold him like a spell; Though he'd often say in his homely way That he'd "sooner live in hell". On a Christmas Day we were mushing our way Over the Dawson trail. Talk of your cold! through the parka's fold It stabbed like a driven nail. If our eyes we'd close, then the lashes froze Till sometimes we couldn't see; It wasn't much fun, but the only one To whimper was Sam McGee. And that very night, as we lay packed tight In our robes beneath the snow, And the dogs were fed, and the stars o'erhead Were dancing heel and toe, He turned to me, and "Cap," says he, "I'll cash in this trip, I guess; And if I do, I'm asking that you Won't refuse my last request." Well, he seemed so low that I couldn't say no; Then he says with a sort of moan: "It's the cursed cold, and it's got right hold Till I'm chilled clean through to the bone. Yet 'tain't being dead -- it's my awful dread Of the icy grave that pains; So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, You'll cremate my last remains." A pal's last need is a thing to heed, So I swore I would not fail; And we started on at the streak of dawn; But God! he looked ghastly pale. He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day Of his home in Tennessee; And before nightfall a corpse was all That was left of Sam McGee. There wasn't a breath in that land of death, And I hurried, horror-driven, With a corpse half hid that I couldn't get rid, Because of a promise given; It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say: "You may tax your brawn and brains, But you promised true, and it's up to you To cremate those last remains." Now a promise made is a debt unpaid, And the trail has its own stern code. In the days to come, though my lips were dumb, In my heart how I cursed that load. In the long, long night, by the lone firelight, While the huskies, round in a ring, Howled out their woes to the homeless snows -- O God! how I loathed the thing. And every day that quiet clay Seemed to heavy and heavier grow; And on I went, though the dogs were spent And the grub was getting low; The trail was bad, and I felt half mad, But I swore I would not give in; And I'd often sing to the hateful thing, And it hearkened with a grin. Till I came to the marge of Lake Lebarge, And a derelict there lay; It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a trice It was called the "Alice May". And I looked at it, and I thought a bit, And I looked at my frozen chum; Then "Here," said I, with a sudden cry, "Is my cre-ma-tor-eum." Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, And I lit the boiler fire; Some coal I found that was lying around, And I heaped the fuel higher; The flames just soared, and the furnace roared -- Such a blaze you seldom see; And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, And I stuffed in Sam McGee. Then I made a hike, for I didn't like To hear him sizzle so; And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, And the wind began to blow. It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled Down my cheeks, and I don't know why; And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak Went streaking down the sky. I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear; But the stars came out and they danced about Ere again I ventured near; I was sick with dread, but I bravely said: "I'll just take a peep inside. I guess he's cooked, and it's time I looked"; . . . Then the door I opened wide. And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, In the heart of the furnace roar; And he wore a smile you could see a mile, And he said: "Please close that door. It's fine in here, but I greatly fear You'll let in the cold and storm -- Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, It's the first time I've been warm." 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. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mike Posted September 19, 2007 Author Report Share Posted September 19, 2007 Every time I see this poem, I think of Indian Summer - Alan Arkin recites it in this film. Great film. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blue Fish Posted September 19, 2007 Report Share Posted September 19, 2007 Cold and very sunny here. Whats going on?? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shawna Posted September 21, 2007 Report Share Posted September 21, 2007 it's in the 90s here, but we're expecting a storm on Saturday, so it'll be 88-89 and rainy. Whoopee! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
edna Posted September 21, 2007 Report Share Posted September 21, 2007 Autumn starts today... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kevin Posted September 21, 2007 Report Share Posted September 21, 2007 That is the ONLY poem (besides Robert Service's Rememberance Day poem that I keep in mind , Ken ! :guitar: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blue Fish Posted September 21, 2007 Report Share Posted September 21, 2007 Sunny and warm with a cooling sea breeze... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RonJonSurfer Posted September 21, 2007 Report Share Posted September 21, 2007 83 today...nice! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
johnny Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 Big grey clouds came over and it looked as though it was to rain but then the sun came out again.... ....stoopid sun Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcM Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 59 and raining! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shawna Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 hey Marc - we're supposed to get that rain tomorrow... not as cold, though. *whew* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
johnny Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 It just rained for about 30 minutes, yeah! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rayzor Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 I am Canadian! So of course I am huddled inside my igloo surrounded by ice and polar bears and I make a living clubbing seals (it's fun! try it!) Actually it's 14c and rainy... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Seeker Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 It's 14.1 degrees and cloudy and it feels cold and I'm tired and I just had a nap and getting up at 7:30 on a Saturday is no fun and I'm getting carried away... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blue Fish Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 Sunny with a cold breeze... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RonJonSurfer Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 80 plus for the next five days.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jenny Posted September 24, 2007 Report Share Posted September 24, 2007 Yep, summer's keeping a stronghold on NJ...at least until the weekend. Then, it's a little cooler. No complaints, though, I'm loving it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blue Fish Posted September 25, 2007 Report Share Posted September 25, 2007 Lashing with rain with breaks of cold wind and sunshine. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcM Posted September 26, 2007 Report Share Posted September 26, 2007 It was 88F today Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
edna Posted September 26, 2007 Report Share Posted September 26, 2007 I don´t want to know how many º we have but I know it´s VERY cold and I miss the summer. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Seeker Posted September 26, 2007 Report Share Posted September 26, 2007 Stuff that comes dangerously close to being sleet keeps falling from the sky. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Seeker Posted November 8, 2007 Report Share Posted November 8, 2007 3 degrees and it's snowing for the first time this year. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Levis Posted November 8, 2007 Report Share Posted November 8, 2007 it's some twenty degrees and my toetips are cold Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RonJonSurfer Posted November 8, 2007 Report Share Posted November 8, 2007 First frost of the season last night...I don't like this one bit. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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