The Deep-Sea Cables (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The wrecks dissolve above us; their dust drops down from afar -- Down to the dark, to the utter dark, ...
The wrecks dissolve above us; their dust drops down from afar -- Down to the dark, to the utter dark, ...
As our mother the Frigate, bepainted and fine, Made play for her bully the Ship of the Line; So we, ...
(Spring begins in southern England on the 14th April, on which date the Old Woman lets the Cuckoo out of ...
A.D. 980-1016 It is always a temptation to an armed and agile nation To call upon a neighbour and to ...
"What are the bugles blowin' for?" said Files-on-Parade. "To turn you out, to turn you out", the Colour-Sergeant said. "What ...
We now, held in captivity, Spring to our bondage nor grieve-- See now, how it is blesseder, Brothers, to give ...
Until thy feet have trod the Road Advise not wayside folk, Nor till thy back has borne the Load Break ...
When the flush of a new-born sun fell first on Eden's green and gold, Our father Adam sat under the ...
1914 We thought we ranked above the chance of ill. Others might fall, not we, for we were wise-- Merchants ...
Once, after long-drawn revel at The Mermaid, He to the overbearing Boanerges Jonson, uttered (if half of it were liquor, ...
(Mobile Columns of the Boer War) Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry (Time, an' 'igh time to be trekkin' ...
"The Brushwood Boy"--The Day's Work Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams, Know ye the ...
Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt, Help for an honourable clan sore trampled in the dirt! From ...
Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees; Our loins are battered 'neath us by ...
Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order, And hied away to the Hurrum Hills ...
Cold is for the mistress -- silver for the maid -- Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade." "Good!" ...
Take of English earth as much As either hand may rightly clutch. In the taking of it breathe Prayer for ...
Puck of Poock's Hills Land of our Birth, we pledge to thee Our love and toil in the years to ...
We've got the cholerer in camp -- it's worse than forty fights; We're dyin' in the wilderness the same as ...
Dim dawn behind the tamerisks -- the sky is saffron-yellow -- As the women in the village grind the corn, ...
Cities and Thrones and Powers, Stand in Time's eye, Almost as long as flowers, Which daily die: But, as new ...
Our Lord Who did the Ox command To kneel to Judah's King, He binds His frost upon the land To ...
I've a head like a concertina: I've a tongue like a button-stick: I've a mouth like an old potato, and ...
I. If It be pleasant to look on, stalled in the packed serai, Does not the Young Man try Its ...
Me that 'ave been what I've been -- Me that 'ave gone where I've gone -- Me that 'ave seen ...
Plane Tales From the Hills Look, you have cast out Love! What Gods are these You bid me please? The ...
1904(C. F. Rhodes, buried in the Matoppos, April 10, 1902) When that great Kings return to clay, Or Emperors in ...
Eyes aloft, over dangerous places, The children follow the butterflies, And, in the sweat of their upturned faces, Slash with ...
By the Hoof of the Wild Goat uptossed From the cliff where she lay in the Sun Fell the Stone ...
Cain and Abel were brothers born. (Koop-la! Come along, cows!) One raised cattle and one raised corn. (Koop-la! Come along! ...
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