The Young British Soldier (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East 'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast, ...
When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East 'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast, ...
"Where have you been this while away, Johnnie, Johnnie?" 'Long with the rest on a picnic lay, Johnnie, my Johnnie, ...
(Deserters) There is a world outside the one you know, To which for curiousness 'Ell can't compare-- It is the ...
Troopin', troopin', troopin' to the sea: 'Ere's September come again -- the six-year men are free. O leave the dead ...
As I was spittin' into the Ditch aboard o' the Crocodile, I seed a man on a man-o'-war got up ...
My name is O'Kelly, I've heard the Revelly From Birr to Bareilly, from Leeds to Lahore, Hong-Kong and Peshawur, Lucknow ...
This 'appened in a battle to a batt'ry of the corps Which is first among the women an' amazin' first ...
Speakin' in general, I'ave tried 'em all The 'appy roads that take you o'er the world. Speakin' in general, I'ave ...
'E was warned agin' 'er -- That's what made 'im look; She was warned agin' 'im -- That is why ...
Peace is declared, and I return To 'Ackneystadt, but not the same; Things 'ave transpired which made me learn The ...
You call yourself a man, For all you used to swear, An' Leave me, as you can, My certain shame ...
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward to the sea, There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks ...
Kabul town's by Kabul river -- Blow the bugle, draw the sword -- There I lef' my mate for ever, ...
The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; 'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is ...
We've got the cholerer in camp -- it's worse than forty fights; We're dyin' in the wilderness the same as ...
"'As anybody seen Bill 'Awkins?" "Now 'ow in the devil would I know?" "'E's taken my girl out walkin', An' ...
March! The mud is cakin' good about our trousies. Front! -- eyes front, an' watch the Colour-casin's drip. Front! The ...
Speakin' in general, I'ave tried 'em all The 'appy roads that take you o'er the world. Speakin' in general, I'ave ...
You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot ...
I'm crawlin' out in the mangolds to bury wot's left o' Joe -- Joe, my pal, and a good un ...
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