The Gift of the Sea (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The dead child lay in the shroud, And the widow watched beside; And her mother slept, and the Channel swept ...
The dead child lay in the shroud, And the widow watched beside; And her mother slept, and the Channel swept ...
Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees; Our loins are battered 'neath us by ...
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the ...
Only stand high a long enough time your lightning will come; that is what blunts the peaks of redwoods; But ...
NOW, rallying once if ne'er again, With flag at half-mast flown, A people in dire need and strain Mans Tyra's ...
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
Foundered March 24. 1878 1 The Eurydice-it concerned thee, O Lord: Three hundred souls, O alas! on board, Some asleep ...
Katie could put her feet behind her head Or do a grand plié, position two, Her suppleness magnificent in bed. ...
All winter your brute shoulders strained against collars, padding and steerhide over the ash hames, to haul sledges of cordwood ...
My father worked with a horse-plough, His shoulders globed like a full sail strung Between the shafts and the furrow. ...
This house has been far out at sea all night, The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills, Winds stampeding ...
Maybe even clay jars is too refined maybe the words of scripture holy treasure in earthen vessels made of the ...
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
He strained my faith -- Did he find it supple? Shook my strong trust -- Did it then -- yield? ...
The symbols that we use are T shirts of the dead thoughts of corpses without heads, a rictus without sound ...
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
The ladye she stood at her lattice high, Wi' her doggie at her feet; Thorough the lattice she can spy ...
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
There were not many at that lonely place, Where two scourged hills met in a little plain. The wind cried ...
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I. That was I, you heard last night, When there rose no moon at all, Nor, to pierce the strained ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
May-, 1786.I LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither ...
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