Rudyard Kipling's VerseDoubleday, Page, 1919 - 783 էջ |
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... Follow Me ' Ome " " For All We Have and Are " " For to Admire " 758 710 417 203 252 440 331 388 187 423 119 611 587 73 418 311 401 93 183 567 216 507 378 520 Ford o ' Kabul River Four Angels , The France vii CONTENTS.
... Follow Me ' Ome " " For All We Have and Are " " For to Admire " 758 710 417 203 252 440 331 388 187 423 119 611 587 73 418 311 401 93 183 567 216 507 378 520 Ford o ' Kabul River Four Angels , The France vii CONTENTS.
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... follow no man's carriage , and no , never in my life " Have I flirted at Peliti's with another Bandar's wife . " O man of futile fopperies - unnecessary wraps ; " I own no ponies in the hills , I drive no tallwheeled traps " I buy me ...
... follow no man's carriage , and no , never in my life " Have I flirted at Peliti's with another Bandar's wife . " O man of futile fopperies - unnecessary wraps ; " I own no ponies in the hills , I drive no tallwheeled traps " I buy me ...
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... follow his sheep all the day And his tongue shall be filled with praise . ( adagio dim . ) Filled with praise ! ” ( largendo con sp . ) Now this is the position , Go make an inquisition Into their real condition As swiftly as ye may ...
... follow his sheep all the day And his tongue shall be filled with praise . ( adagio dim . ) Filled with praise ! ” ( largendo con sp . ) Now this is the position , Go make an inquisition Into their real condition As swiftly as ye may ...
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... follow the fitful fire ? Open the old cigar - box - let me consider anew— Old friends , and who is Maggie that I should abandon you ? A million surplus Maggies are willing to bear the yoke ; And a woman is only a woman , but a good ...
... follow the fitful fire ? Open the old cigar - box - let me consider anew— Old friends , and who is Maggie that I should abandon you ? A million surplus Maggies are willing to bear the yoke ; And a woman is only a woman , but a good ...
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... follow after , We are richer by one mocking Christmas past . THE GRAVE OF THE HUNDRED HEAD THERE'S a widow in sleepy Chester Who weeps for her only son ; There's a grave on the Pabeng River , A grave that the Burmans shun , And there's ...
... follow after , We are richer by one mocking Christmas past . THE GRAVE OF THE HUNDRED HEAD THERE'S a widow in sleepy Chester Who weeps for her only son ; There's a grave on the Pabeng River , A grave that the Burmans shun , And there's ...
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beneath blind blood bloomin blow breath Captain clear cock crew Colour-Sergeant Danny Deever dark dead dear death Delhi town died earth England English eyes face fathers fear feet fight fire Flag of England gates Gehazi give Gods grey guard Gunga Din guns hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven hills hold honour horse jezail Kabul river Kamakura King knew kopje land light live look Lord man's Mother neath never night o'er oont pass peace Peshawur plain Potiphar praise pride Queen road round sail Sergeant shame ship shoal sing smoke snow soldier SONG soul stand stars sword talk Taman tell thee There's things thou tide to-day toil Tom Hall trail True Thomas turn twixt wait watch White Man's burden Widow at Windsor wind word
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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 371 - Take up the White Man's burden — Send forth the best ye breed — Go, bind your sons to exile To serve your captives...
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 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 645 - If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies. Or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise...
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! Amen.
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 268 - 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!
Էջ 463 - E was white, clear white, inside When 'e went to tend the wounded under fire! It was 'Din! Din! Din!' With the bullets kickin
Էջ 455 - We've fought with many men acrost the seas, An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not: The Paythan an' the Zulu an' Burmese; But the Fuzzy was the finest o