The Winners (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
What the moral? Who rides may read. When the night is thick and the tracks are blind A friend at ...
What the moral? Who rides may read. When the night is thick and the tracks are blind A friend at ...
To the City of Bombay The Cities are full of pride, Challenging each to each -- This from her mountain-side, ...
Where the sober-colored cultivator smiles On his byles; Where the cholera, the cyclone, and the crow Come and go; Where ...
The Sons of Mary seldom bother, for they have inherited that good part; But the Sons of Martha favour their ...
How shall she know the worship we would do her? The walls are high, and she is very far. How ...
I was Lord of Cities very sumptuously builded. Seven roaring Cities paid me tribute from far. Ivory their outposts were--the ...
The God of Fair Beginnings Hath prospered here my hand -- The cargoes of my lading, And the keels of ...
(A. D. 1066) I followed my Duke ere I was a lover, To take from England fief and fee; But ...
Oh, little did the Wolf-Child care-- When first he planned his home, What City should arise and bear The weight ...
Marching Song of a Roman Legion of the Later Empire Enlarged From "Puck of Pook's Hill" When I left Rome ...
See you the ferny ride that steals Into the oak-woods far? O that was whence they hewed the keels That ...
"Brother Square-Toes"--Rewards and Fairies. If you're off to Philadelphia in the morning, You mustn't take my stories for a guide. ...
The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay: "Our World is full of wickedness, My Children maim ...
There was a strife 'twixt man and maid-- Oh, that was at the birth of time! But what befell 'twixt ...
1898 Being a translation of the song that was made by a Mohammedanschoolmaster of Bengal Infantry (some time on service ...
Read here: This is the story of Evarra -- man -- Maker of Gods in lands beyond the sea. Because ...
There's no sense in going further -- it's the edge of cultivation," So they said, and I believed it -- ...
1892 The freed dove flew to the Rajah's tower-- Fled from the slaughter of Moslem kings-- And the thorns have ...
To the City of Bombay The Cities are full of pride, Challenging each to each -- This from her mountain-side, ...
"The Brushwood Boy"--The Day's Work Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams, Know ye the ...
Cities and Thrones and Powers, Stand in Time's eye, Almost as long as flowers, Which daily die: But, as new ...
(A. D. 406) "A Centurion of the Thirtieth" -- Puck of Pook's Hill My father's father saw it not, And ...
For things we never mention, For Art misunderstood -- For excellent intention That did not turn to good; From ancient ...
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the ...
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