The 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;

by Robert William Service Click to read full poem

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It was likely sixth grade when a classmate, Bill Lloyd stood and recited from memory this poem. Well written, well recited, it made a mark.
I like this pome so much, my dad found it in app easy book In like Sam I like the cold.
I had to read this poem in literature and for some reason, every day after that, I had a yen to read it. I soon memorized certain parts of it and I would recite them. I love the rhyme and rhythm of it.
I so enjoyed listening to my dad reciting this from memory. Each performance was great.
My first introduction to Sam was a surprise in the children's book section at University of Alaska Museum gift shop. Well worth the discovery.
This poem is a delight to read, to imagine and a favorite of Senator John Mc Cain.
This was my favorite poem when I was a child. I found it in a magazine called Argosy. It was a man's magazine of which my father subscribed. I was 8 years old at the time. I kept the magazine for many years and read the poem many, many times. I became a fan of the writings of Robert Service and read many of his ballads. I am now seventy-seven, and still love this poem.
I loved this poem, as an 8th grader; now a really senior citizen, I can recite by memory the opening lines, but forgot the rest; Found it again, and hope to someday get to Alaska. Love the multiple rhymes within the rhyme; whatever the technical term, it satisfies as a great tale told well. And I love a warm fire, too! I
I agree with all above.
Every time I read this ballad my voice reaches back to my teenage years when I delivered this oratorical masterpiece in a high school variety show performance. I love it today, as much as I did back then. A few years ago I was fortunate to be able to visit Dawson City in the Yukon and see the cabin (with its moss covered roof) where Robert Service wrote much of his poetry.
We had to memorize this in grade 7 or 8.Always loved it and can see still recite most of it from memory. :)
Great use of foreshadowing... sooner live in hell A delightful read!
fantastic tale of keeping a promise.
.......loved reading this write.....for a minute I almost thought this was a true story...enjoyed the whole poem but the ending was especially captivating....
strange things in midnight sun, thanks.
Very enjoyable and interesting poem.
very creative and describtive. you have a talent.
I have always been a Poe fan. And yes this style of writing does follow Poe's type of drama. It is written in a somewhat classic style, but one is captivated by its rythmic changing rhyming beat and how easily it flows off ones tongue as they read along. Some say it's like The Raven, I say it's Poe's story of the Red Death that it best personifies although one may argue that it's not a complete tragedy. To me what Robert William Service has done is to take a piece of History and place it in a most memorable verse allowing it to be passed on for generations. Is not that what the poets of the ancient times did? They where the messengers, the news carriers and the story tellers at a time when not everyone had daily access to newspapers and books. These ancient news carriers thus put things in verse not only for their memory, but it also helped others to remember and relay as many of the facts as they could.
I do appreciate the naturalness of the rhyme and, it is quite a tale but, I realize more than anything else, that I was fairly rapt because there was something familiar to it beyond the Jack London circumstances. The whole feel of the poem and poetic devises used would seem to be rather suggestive of Edgar Allen Poe and more is the pity because, Mr. Service appears gifted enough to stand distinct. I don't wish to imply that the poem is not a professional work, I wish to simply pose the question of whether as artists we should laud this.
A lovely Poem with rhymes that is unbeatable! !