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It compares quitting to dying, emphasizing the difficulty of enduring hardship. The speaker challenges the reader to fight on despite setbacks and challenges. In comparison to Robert W. Service's other works, this poem lacks his typical nature-focused themes and adventurous spirit.
The Quitter. When you’re lost in the Wild, and you’re scared as a child, And Death looks you bang in the eye, And you’re sore as a boil, it’s according to Hoyle. To cock your revolver and . . . die. But the Code of a Man says: “Fight all you can,” And self—dissolution is barred. In hunger and woe, oh, it’s easy to blow . . .
It's the plugging away that will win you the day, So don't be a piker, old pard! Just draw on your grit; it's so easy to quit: It's the keeping-your-chin-up that's hard. It's easy to cry that you're beaten -- and die; It's easy to crawfish and crawl; But to fight and to fight when hope's out of sight --.
May 13, 2011 · You're young and you're brave and you're bright. "You've had a raw deal!" I know -- but don't squeal, Buck up, do your damnedest, and fight. It's the plugging away that will win you the day, So don't be a piker, old pard! Just draw on your grit; it's so easy to quit: It's the keeping-your-chin-up that's hard.
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May 2, 2015 · The Quitter. by Robert William Service. When you're lost in the Wild, and you're scared as a child, And Death looks you bang in the eye, And you're sore as a boil, it's according to Hoyle. To cock your revolver and . . . die. But the Code of a Man says: "Fight all you can," And self-dissolution is barred.
I know -- but don't squeal, Buck up, do your damnedest, and fight. It's the plugging away that will win you the day, So don't be a piker, old pard! Just draw on your grit; it's so easy to quit: It's the keeping-your-chin-up that's hard. It's easy to cry that you're beaten -- and die; It's easy to crawfish and crawl;
The Quitter is a poem by Robert William Service. When you're lost in the Wild, and you're scared as a child, And Death looks you bang in the eye,And you're sore as a...comments, analysis, and meaning
