One Viceroy Resigns (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
So here's your Empire. No more wine, then? Good. We'll clear the Aides and khitmatgars away. (You'll know that fat ...
So here's your Empire. No more wine, then? Good. We'll clear the Aides and khitmatgars away. (You'll know that fat ...
Tim Turpin he was gravel-blind, And ne'er had seen the skies : For Nature, when his head was made, Forgot ...
All year the flax-dam festered in the heart Of the townland; green and heavy headed Flax had rotted there, weighted ...
Molded and shaped Specks of the rocks they once were Packed and organized in the buckets Like the seconds of ...
To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere -- And even when the Snow ...
Truth is a golden thread, seen here and there In small bright specks upon the visible side Of our strange ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The moon, a sweeping scimitar, dipped in the stormy straits, The dawn, a crimson cataract, burst through the eastern gates, ...
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
1 Senlin sat before us and we heard him. He smoked his pipe before us and we saw him. Was ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
I've been going right on, page by page, since we last kissed, two long dolls in a cage, two hunger-mongers ...
Hide not that sprouting lipp, nor kill The juicy bloome with bashfull skill: Know it is an amorous dewe That ...
"Angels of the love affair, do you know that other, the dark one, that other me?" 1. ANGEL OF FIRE ...
By the winding Wollondilly where the weeping willows weep, And the shepherd, with his billy, half awake and half asleep, ...
Longing for spiritual springs, I dragged myself through desert sands ... An angel with three pairs of wings Arrived to ...
(Another version of "A Terre".) To Siegfried Sassoon My arms have mutinied against me -- brutes! My fingers fidget like ...
(Being the philosophy of many Soldiers.) Sit on the bed; I'm blind, and three parts shell, Be careful; can't shake ...
What links are ours with orbs that are So resolutely far: The solitary asks, and they Give radiance as from ...
I was sixteen, and I had the most terrible dreams, And specks before my eyes, and nervous weakness. And I ...
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