With Scindia to Delphi (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
More than a hundred years ago, in a great battle fought near Delhi, an Indian Prince rode fifty miles after ...
More than a hundred years ago, in a great battle fought near Delhi, an Indian Prince rode fifty miles after ...
Where run your colts at pasture? Where hide your mares to breed? 'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap Or wove Sargasso ...
(June 21st, 1887) By the well, where the bullocks go Silent and blind and slow -- By the field where ...
When Earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colours have faded, and ...
Oh, glorious are the guarded heights Where guardian souls abide-- Self-exiled from our gross delights-- Above, beyond, outside: An ampler ...
Thy face is far from this our war, Our call and counter-cry, I shall not find Thee quick and kind, ...
Will you conquer my heart with your beauty; my sould going out from afar? Shall I fall to your hand ...
Beyond the path of the outmost sun through utter darkness hurled -- Further than ever comet flared or vagrant star-dust ...
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost in his house in Berkeley Square, And a Spirit came to his bedside and ...
The Stranger within my gate, He may be true or kind, But he does not talk my talk-- I cannot ...
God gave all men all earth to love, But, since our hearts are small Ordained for each one spot should ...
I closed and drew for my love's sake That now is false to me, And I slew the Reiver of ...
How shall she know the worship we would do her? The walls are high, and she is very far. How ...
1918Being the Words of the Tune Hummed at Her Lathe by Mrs. L. Embsay, Widow The fans and the beltings ...
Shove off from the wharf-edge! Steady! Watch for a smooth! Give way! If she feels the lop already She'll stand ...
Hear now the Song of the Dead -- in the North by the torn berg-edges -- They that look still ...
Oh, light was the world that he weighed in his hands! Oh, heavy the tale of his fiefs and his ...
BOMBAY Royal and Dower-royal, I the Queen Fronting thy richest sea with richer hands -- A thousand mills roar through ...
1903 (South African War ended, May, 1902) Here, where my fresh-turned furrows run, And the deep soil glistens red, I ...
We were taken from the ore-bed and the mine, We were melted in the furnace and the pit-- We were ...
Smokin' my pipe on the mountings, sniffin' the mornin' cool, I walks in my old brown gaiters along o' my ...
1918 God rest you, peaceful gentlemen, let nothing you dismay, But--leave your sports a little while--the dead are borne this ...
Er-Heb beyond the Hills of Ao-Safai Bears witness to the truth, and Ao-Safai Hath told the men of Gorukh. Thence ...
Now the New Year, reviving last Year's Debt, The Thoughtful Fisher casteth wide his Net; So I with begging Dish ...
Oh, little did the Wolf-Child care-- When first he planned his home, What City should arise and bear The weight ...
Away by the lands of the Japanee Where the paper lanterns glow And the crews of all the shipping drink ...
1903 After Boer War Duly with knees that feign to quake-- Bent head and shaded brow,-- Yet once again, for ...
1917 (To Lyde of the Music Halls) What boots it on the Gods to call? Since, answered or unheard, We ...
God of our fathers, known of old -- Lord of our far-flung battle line -- Beneath whose awful hand we ...
1901 Not in the camp his victory lies Or triumph in the market-place, Who is his Nation's sacrifice To turn ...
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