Soldier an’ Sailor Too (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
As I was spittin' into the Ditch aboard o' the Crocodile, I seed a man on a man-o'-war got up ...
As I was spittin' into the Ditch aboard o' the Crocodile, I seed a man on a man-o'-war got up ...
See you the ferny ride that steals Into the oak-woods far? O that was whence they hewed the keels That ...
Once, after long-drawn revel at The Mermaid, He to the overbearing Boanerges Jonson, uttered (if half of it were liquor, ...
1913 These are our regulations-- There's just one law for the Scout And the first and the last, and the ...
I settle for less than snow, try to go gracefully like seasons go which will regain their ground - ditch, ...
I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them. They that sit in the gate speak ...
An unwrapped icon, too potent to touch, she freed my breasts from the camp Empire dress. Now one of them's ...
King of the perennial holly-groves, the riven sandstone: overlord of the M5: architect of the historic rampart and ditch, the ...
Wake not for the world-heard thunder, Nor the chimes that earthquakes toll; Stars may plot in heaven with planet, Lightning ...
As a child, they could not keep me from wells And old pumps with buckets and windlasses. I loved the ...
By Corporal Tullidge. See "The Trumpet-Major" In Memory of S. C. (Pensioner). Died 184- WE trenched, we trumpeted and drummed, ...
IN the drizzling mist, with the snow high-pil'd, In the Winter night, in the forest wild, I heard the wolves ...
Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which ...
Out of love God's calling called to save him weak and helpless lying in the ditch A stranger responding true ...
Something of liberation theology in the words of Christ the upside down language in the Sermon on the Mount Our ...
Probably a bit painful reading the story always hearing the call to come to their assistance the man on that ...
"Give us your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, yearning." We call them here hope in these words of welcome, ...
Down into the ditch off of our perches lowering ourselves into the depths Reaching out to our neighbors in this ...
He gave the solid rail a hateful kick. From far away there came an answering tick And then another tick. ...
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on ...
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
The Ditch is dear to the Drunken man For is it not his Bed -- His Advocate -- his Edifice? ...
THROUGH halls of vanished pleasure, And hold of vanished power, And crypt of faith forgotten, A came to Ludlow tower. ...
Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode, The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road. ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Little Cowboy, what have you heard, Up on the lonely rath's green mound? Only the plaintive yellow bird Sighing in ...
FAIR fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the pudding-race! Aboon them a' ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, ...
AS Mailie, an' her lambs thegither, Was ae day nibbling on the tether, Upon her cloot she coost a hitch, ...
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