The Answer (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
A Rose, in tatters on the garden path, Cried out to God and murmured 'gainst His Wrath, Because a sudden ...
A Rose, in tatters on the garden path, Cried out to God and murmured 'gainst His Wrath, Because a sudden ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Long have I framed weak phantasies of Thee, O Willer masked and dumb! Who makest Life become, - As though ...
I "O Time, whence comes the Mother's moody look amid her labours, As of one who all unwittingly has wounded ...
O epic-famed, god-haunted Central Sea, Heave careless of the deep wrong done to thee When from Torino's track I saw ...
(ALASKAN BALLAD) The Northland reared his hoary head And spied the Southland leagues away-- "Fairest of all fair brides," he ...
When Willie was a little boy, No more than five or six, Right constantly he did annoy His mother with ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
When Father Time swings round his scythe, Entomb me 'neath the bounteous vine, So that its juices, red and blithe, ...
With delicate, mad hands, behind his sordid bars, Surely he hath his posies, which they tear and twine; Those scentless ...
But let us leave Queen Mab a while, Through many a gate, o'er many a stile, That now had gotten ...
IN Celia's face a question did arise, Which were more beautiful, her lips or eyes ? " We," said the ...
There is one sin: to call a green leaf gray, Whereat the sun in heaven shuddereth. There is one blasphemy: ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Who was cursed with the Sin of Pride, and Became a Boot-Black. Godolphin Horne was Nobly Born; He held the ...
Thin as a sheet his mother came to him during the screaming evenings after he did it, touched F.J.'s dead ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
A THOUGHT ay like a flower upon mine heart, And drew around it other thoughts like bees For multitude and ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
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, ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
"So pulse, and pulse, thou rhythmic-hearted Noon That liest, large-limbed, curved along the hills, In languid palpitation, half a-swoon With ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
1856 Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass, Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells, And martial strains, the full-voiced pæan ...
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