A Truthful Song (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
THE BRICKLAYER: I tell this tale, which is strictly true, Just by way of convincing you How very little, since ...
THE BRICKLAYER: I tell this tale, which is strictly true, Just by way of convincing you How very little, since ...
What a girl called "the dailiness of life" (Adding an errand to your errand. Saying, "Since you're up . . ...
Year after year the princess lies asleep Until the hundred years foretold are done, Easily drawing her enchanted breath. Caught ...
So winter closed its fist And got it stuck in the pump. The plunger froze up a lump In its ...
1. Sunlight There was a sunlit absence. The helmeted pump in the yard heated its iron, water honeyed in the ...
I was six when I first saw kittens drown. Dan Taggart pitched them, 'the scraggy wee shits', Into a bucket; ...
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
Prime the pump oh prime the pump it will be there so prime the pump the well is deep and ...
The house had gone to bring again To the midnight sky a sunset glow. Now the chimney was all of ...
On Jubilee Day the Ramsbottoms Invited relations to tea, Including young Albert's grandmother- An awkward old . . party, was ...
I'll tell you the tale of an old country pub As fancied itself up to date, It had the word ...
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
"How shall I be a poet? How shall I write in rhyme? You told me once the very wish Partook ...
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
Just as the sun was setting Back of the Western hills Grandfather stood by the window Eating the last of ...
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand with their ...
There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams hurry too rapidly down to the sea, and the pressure of ...
Men fight all shapes and sizes as the racing horses run, And no man knows his courage till he stands ...
Our hero was a Tommy with a conscience free from care, And such an open countenance that when he breathed ...
'Twas in the year of 1866, and on a very beautiful day, That eighty-two passengers, with spirits light and gay, ...
Holland, that scarce deserves the name of Land, As but th'Off-scouring of the Brittish Sand; And so much Earth as ...
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