The Mary Gloster (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
The dead child lay in the shroud, And the widow watched beside; And her mother slept, and the Channel swept ...
1896 They christened my brother of old-- And a saintly name he bears-- They gave him his place to hold ...
I had a gig-horse, and I called him Pleasure Because on Sundays for a little jaunt He was so fast ...
A wind's word, the Hebrew Hallelujah. I wonder they never gave it to a boy (Hal for short) boy with ...
`You know Orion always comes up sideways. Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountains, And rising on his ...
Your face broods from my table, Suicide. Your force came on like a torrent toward the end of agony and ...
Man. In a cleft that's christened Alt Under broken stone I halt At the bottom of a pit That broad ...
Sing of the O'Rahilly, Do not deny his right; Sing a 'the' before his name; Allow that he, despite All ...
The headlights raced; the moon, death-faced, Stared down on that golden river. I saw through the smoke the scarlet cloak ...
From love's first fever to her plague, from the soft second And to the hollow minute of the womb, From ...
Of course you've heard of the Nancy Lee, and how she sailed away On her famous quest of the Arctic ...
Weary and listless, sad and slow, Without any conversation, Was a man that worked on The Overflow, The butt of ...
The day that I was christened- It's a hundred years, and more!- A hag came and listened At the white ...
On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few, And men of religion are scanty, On a road never cross'd ...
On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few, And men of religion are scanty, On a road never cross'd ...
Wargeilah town is very small, There's no cathedral nor a club, In fact the township, all in all, Is just ...
Alas! now o'er the civilised world there hangs a gloom For brave General Gordon, that was killed in Khartoum, He ...
'Twas in the year of 1898, ond on the 21st of June, The launching of the Battleship Albion caused a ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
What should I be but a prophet and a liar, Whose mother was a leprechaun, whose father was a friar? ...
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