The Veterans (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
To-day, across our fathers' graves, The astonished years reveal The remnant of that desperate host Which cleansed our East with ...
To-day, across our fathers' graves, The astonished years reveal The remnant of that desperate host Which cleansed our East with ...
Jack Barrett went to Quetta Because they told him to. He left his wife at Simla On three-fourths his monthly ...
The continent's a tamed ox, with all its mountains, Powerful and servile; here is for plowland, here is for park ...
on a deformed request in a train lavatory gentlemen lift the sea be all of you the modern muscular mountains ...
Raising up their faith not just their friend Going to lengths to bring him to Christ Nothing would stop them ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
It was Christmas Day in the trenches In Spain in Penninsular War, And Sam Small were cleaning his musket A ...
Though loth to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My buried thought For the priest's cant, Or ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: ...
Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning's flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how ...
Going to Heaven! I don't know when -- Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I'm too astonished To think ...
O race that Cæsar knew, That won stern Roman praise, What land not envies you The laurel of these days? ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
AMONG the heathy hills and ragged woods The roaring Fyers pours his mossy floods; Till full he dashes on the ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
The first of the undecoded messages read: "Popeye sits in thunder, Unthought of. From that shoebox of an apartment, From ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
They are assembled, astonished and disturbed round him, who like a sage resolved his fate, and now leaves those to ...
High above he stands, beside the many saintly figures fronting the cathedral's gothic tympanum, close by the window called the ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
Who can remember back to the first poets, The greatest ones, greater even than Orpheus? No one has remembered that ...
Kind solace in a dying hour! Such, father, is not (now) my theme- I will not madly deem that power ...
A Poem upon the Death of His Late Highness the Lord Protector That Providence which had so long the care ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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