Wilful Missing (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
(Deserters) There is a world outside the one you know, To which for curiousness 'Ell can't compare-- It is the ...
(Deserters) There is a world outside the one you know, To which for curiousness 'Ell can't compare-- It is the ...
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost in his house in Berkeley Square, And a Spirit came to his bedside and ...
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 ...
Three things make earth unquiet And four she cannot brook The godly Agur counted them And put them in a ...
1918 God rest you, peaceful gentlemen, let nothing you dismay, But--leave your sports a little while--the dead are borne this ...
Away by the lands of the Japanee Where the paper lanterns glow And the crews of all the shipping drink ...
(Foot-Service to the Hills) In the name of the Empress of India, make way, O Lords of the Jungle, wherever ...
The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay: "Our World is full of wickedness, My Children maim ...
So here's your Empire. No more wine, then? Good. We'll clear the Aides and khitmatgars away. (You'll know that fat ...
Here is nothing new nor aught unproven," say the Trumpets, "Many feet have worn it and the road is old ...
There was a strife 'twixt man and maid-- Oh, that was at the birth of time! But what befell 'twixt ...
I know not in Whose hands are laid To empty upon earth From unsuspected ambuscade The very Urns of Mirth; ...
The fear was on the cattle, for the gale was on the sea, An' the pens broke up on the ...
You call yourself a man, For all you used to swear, An' Leave me, as you can, My certain shame ...
By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward to the sea, There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks ...
The King has called for priest and cup, The King has taken spur and blade To dub True Thomas a ...
"For here lay the excellent wisdom of him that built Mansoul, thatthe walls could never be broken down nor hurt ...
The dead child lay in the shroud, And the widow watched beside; And her mother slept, and the Channel swept ...
The Injian Ocean sets an' smiles So sof', so bright, so bloomin' blue; There aren't a wave for miles an' ...
There's no sense in going further -- it's the edge of cultivation," So they said, and I believed it -- ...
Cold is for the mistress -- silver for the maid -- Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade." "Good!" ...
I. If It be pleasant to look on, stalled in the packed serai, Does not the Young Man try Its ...
Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told. His mercy fills the Khyber hills -- his grace ...
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