Rudyard Kipling's VerseDoubleday, Page, 1919 - 783 էջ |
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... serving in a shop or scaring off the crows . He praised her " queenly beauty " first ; and . later on , he hinted At the " vastness of her intellect " with compliment unstinted . He went with her a - riding , and his love for her was ...
... serving in a shop or scaring off the crows . He praised her " queenly beauty " first ; and . later on , he hinted At the " vastness of her intellect " with compliment unstinted . He went with her a - riding , and his love for her was ...
Էջ 79
... served my turn . You'll never plumb the Oriental mind , And if you did , it isn't worth the toil . Think of a sleek French priest in Canada ; Divide by twenty half - breeds . Multiply By twice the Sphinx's silence . There's your East ...
... served my turn . You'll never plumb the Oriental mind , And if you did , it isn't worth the toil . Think of a sleek French priest in Canada ; Divide by twenty half - breeds . Multiply By twice the Sphinx's silence . There's your East ...
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... serve you if I could . It's incommunicable , like the cast That drops the hackle with the gut adry . Too much too little - there's your salmon lost ! And so I tell you nothing - wish you luck , And wonder - how I wonder ! -- for your ...
... serve you if I could . It's incommunicable , like the cast That drops the hackle with the gut adry . Too much too little - there's your salmon lost ! And so I tell you nothing - wish you luck , And wonder - how I wonder ! -- for your ...
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... serve , Rupees may rise - three pence will give you Fame- It's rash to hope for sixpence . . . If they rise Get guns , more guns , and lift the salt - tax . Oh ! I told you what the Congress meant or thought ? I'll answer nothing . Half ...
... serve , Rupees may rise - three pence will give you Fame- It's rash to hope for sixpence . . . If they rise Get guns , more guns , and lift the salt - tax . Oh ! I told you what the Congress meant or thought ? I'll answer nothing . Half ...
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... serve or be still as fitteth Our Father's praise . ' Tis theirs to sweep through the ringing deep where Azrael's outposts are , Or buffet a path through the Pit's red wrath when God goes out to war , Or hang with the reckless Seraphim ...
... serve or be still as fitteth Our Father's praise . ' Tis theirs to sweep through the ringing deep where Azrael's outposts are , Or buffet a path through the Pit's red wrath when God goes out to war , Or hang with the reckless Seraphim ...
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Common terms and phrases
absent-minded beggar be'ind beneath blood bloomin blow breath Brother Brown Bess Colour-Sergeant crown Danny Deever dark dead dear death down-low dreams Earth England English eyes face fathers fear feet fight fire gates give Gods guard Gunga Din guns hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven hills honour horse Jungle Kabul river Kamakura Karela keep kill King knew kopje land light look looking-glass Lord master Mithras Mother neath never night o'er once oont pass peace plain Potiphar pride Queen Queen's Peace rain road round Runnymede sail shame ship sing soldier SONG soul stand stars Stavanger sword talk tell thee There's things thou Throne toil Tom Hall trail True Thomas turn Twas twixt Ubique means wait wake watch Widow at Windsor wind word
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Էջ 645 - If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same, If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools...
Էջ 377 - God of our fathers, known of old, Lord of our far-flung battle-line, Beneath whose awful hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! The tumult and the shouting dies; The captains and the kings depart: Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart.
Էջ 378 - If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe — Such boasting as the Gentiles use Or lesser breeds without the Law — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard — All valiant dust that builds on dust, And guarding calls not Thee to guard — For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Էջ 646 - And treat those two imposters just the same, If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, : And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools.
Էջ 671 - I keep six honest serving men (They taught me all I knew); Their names are What and Why and When And How and Where and Who.
Էջ 11 - There were two men in one city ; the one rich, and the other poor. The rich man had exceeding many flocks and herds: but the poor man had nothing, save one little ewe lamb, which he had bought and nourished up : and it grew up together with him, and with his children; it did eat of his own meat, and drank of his own cup, and lay in his bosom, and was unto him...
Էջ 377 - Far-called, our navies melt away, On dune and headland sinks the fire; Lo all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre.
Էջ 477 - er arm upon my shoulder an' 'er cheek agin my cheek We useter watch the steamers an' the hathis pilin' teak. Elephints a-pilin' teak In the sludgy, squdgy creek, Where the silence 'ung that 'eavy you was 'arf afraid to speak! On the road to Mandalay . . . But that's all shove be'ind me — long ago an...
Էջ 478 - Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst, Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst; For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be — By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looking lazy at the sea.
Էջ 272 - Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment Seat; But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth, When two strong men stand face to face, though they come from the ends of the earth!