Verses, 1889-1896Charles Scribner's sons, 1897 |
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... pride nor Hell nor Heaven could bind , The King would make him butcher to a yelping cur of Hind . " Strike ! " said the King . " " ' King's blood art thou- his death shall be his pride ! " Then louder , that the crowd might catch ...
... pride nor Hell nor Heaven could bind , The King would make him butcher to a yelping cur of Hind . " Strike ! " said the King . " " ' King's blood art thou- his death shall be his pride ! " Then louder , that the crowd might catch ...
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... Pride of their Race and the Peace of the Land . Now , first of the foemen of Boh Da Thone Was Captain O'Neil of the " Black Tyrone , " And his was a Company , seventy strong , Who hustled that dissolute Chief along . There were lads ...
... Pride of their Race and the Peace of the Land . Now , first of the foemen of Boh Da Thone Was Captain O'Neil of the " Black Tyrone , " And his was a Company , seventy strong , Who hustled that dissolute Chief along . There were lads ...
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... pride . Yea , twice she turned away Before the awful darkness of the door , And the great horror of the Wall of Man Where Man is made the plaything of Taman , An Eyeless Face that waits above and laughs . But the third time she cried ...
... pride . Yea , twice she turned away Before the awful darkness of the door , And the great horror of the Wall of Man Where Man is made the plaything of Taman , An Eyeless Face that waits above and laughs . But the third time she cried ...
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... pride , Because the city bowed to him for God , He wrote above the shrine : " Thus Gods are made , And whoso makes them otherwise shall die . ” And all the city praised him . . . . Then he died . Read here the story of Evarra — man ...
... pride , Because the city bowed to him for God , He wrote above the shrine : " Thus Gods are made , And whoso makes them otherwise shall die . ” And all the city praised him . . . . Then he died . Read here the story of Evarra — man ...
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... pride , Because the city fawned to bring him back , He carved upon the plinth : " Thus Gods are made , And whoso makes them otherwise shall die . " And all the people praised him . . . . Then he died . -- Read here the story of Evarra ...
... pride , Because the city fawned to bring him back , He carved upon the plinth : " Thus Gods are made , And whoso makes them otherwise shall die . " And all the people praised him . . . . Then he died . -- Read here the story of Evarra ...
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Common terms and phrases
ain't be'ind belts beneath blood bloomin blow bones Captain clear curse Danny Deever dark dead dear lass death Delhi town Devil drunk earth English Er-Heb ere's eyes fight fire Flag Flag of England ford Gods guard Gunga Gunga Din guns hand hast hath head hear heard heart Hell hold honour Johnnie jolly Kabul river King knew land laughed light Long Trail-the trail loot Lord Mandalay marchin mare mist mother never night o'er old trail oont Peshawur port price of admiralty pride Queen Red Horse road road to Mandalay round row in Silver ship sing skipper soldier song soul stars sword talk Taman Thee There's Thou thunder tide to-day Tom Hall Tomlinson Tommy True Thomas Twas wait watch whisper Widow Widow at Windsor wind word young British soldier
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Էջ 65 - 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 3 - What's that so black agin the sun ?" said Files-on-Parade. "It's Danny fightin' 'ard for life," the Colour-Sergeant said. "What's that that whimpers over'ead?" said Files-on-Parade "It's Danny's soul that's passin' now,
Էջ 39 - I seed her fust a-smokin' of a whackin' white cheroot, An' a-wastin' Christian kisses on an 'eathen idol's foot: Bloomin' idol made o' mud — Wot they called the Great Gawd Budd — Plucky lot she cared for idols when I kissed 'er where she stud! On the road to Mandalay When the mist was on the rice-fields an' the sun was droppin' slow, She'd git 'er little banjo an' she'd sing " Kulla-lo-lo!" With 'er arm upon my shoulder, an' 'cr cheek agin my cheek, We useter watch the steamers an' the hathis...
Էջ 192 - Go to your work and be strong, halting not in your ways, Baulking the end half-won for an instant dole of praise. Stand to your work and be wise — certain of sword and pen, Who are neither children nor Gods, but men in a world of men ! THE FIRST CHANTEY.
Էջ 258 - Thy face is far from this our war, Our call and counter-cry, I shall not find Thee quick and kind, Nor know Thee till I die. Enough for me in dreams to see And touch Thy garments' hem : Thy feet have trod so near to God I may not follow them.
Էջ 7 - Fuzzy-Wuzzy (Soudan Expeditionary Force) 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' the lot. We never got a ha'porth's change of 'im: 'E squatted in the scrub an' 'ocked our 'orses, 'E cut our sentries up at Suakim, An' 'e played the cat an
Էջ 352 - For to admire an' for to see, For to be' old this -world so wide — It never done no good to me, But I can't drop it if I tried!
Էջ 40 - Come you back to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay: Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin' from Rangoon to Mandalay? On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!
Էջ 165 - The depth and dream of my desire, The bitter paths wherein I stray, Thou knowest Who hast made the Fire, Thou knowest Who hast made the Clay. One stone the more swings to her place In that dread Temple of Thy worth — It is enough that through Thy grace I saw naught common on Thy earth.
Էջ 302 - e might require, 'E went an' took — the same as me! The market-girls an fishermen, The shepherds an' the sailors, too, They 'eard old songs turn up again, But kep' it quiet — same as you! They knew 'e stole; 'e knew they knowed. They didn't tell, nor make a fuss, But winked at 'Omer down the road, An' 'e winked back — the same as us!