This post is part of a series I started some time ago….random musings I have while riding my horse Scotch. Today our ride made me think of the poems of Robert Service. Have you heard of him? He’s known as the “Bard of the Yukon” and wrote about the Gold Rush during the late 1800’s. He wasn’t considered a true poet by the literary set of his day, but because his rhymes were so popular among common people, he became one of the most commercially successful writers of the century. I only came across his work a couple of years ago through an old cowboy who liked to quote from his writings. Anyway, Scotch and I were contemplating why men pick the women they do and it made me think of this poem.
If you had the choice of the two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
And the first from her heels to her dainty head
Was charming in every sense of the word:
And yet in the past (I grieve to state),
She never had been exactly “straight.”
And the second – she was beyond all cavil,
A model of virtue, I must confess;
And yet, alas! She was dull as the devil,
And rather a dowd in the way of dress;
Though what she was lacking in wit and beauty, she more than made up for in “sense of duty.”
Now, suppose you must wed, and make no blunder,
And either would love you, and let you win her-
Which of the two would you choose, I wonder,
The stolid saint or the sparkling sinner?