Zion (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The Doorkeepers of Zion, They do not always stand In helmet and whole armour, With halberds in their hand; But, ...
Rudyard Kipling Poems (340 Poems)
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 ...
The Wishing-Caps (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Life's all getting and giving, I've only myself to give. What shall I do for a living? I've only one ...
With Scindia to Delphi (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
More than a hundred years ago, in a great battle fought near Delhi, an Indian Prince rode fifty miles after ...
You Must n’t Swim… (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
You must n't swim till you're six weeks old, Or your head will be sunk by your heels; And summer ...
The Young British Soldier (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East 'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast, ...
Wilful Missing (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
(Deserters) There is a world outside the one you know, To which for curiousness 'Ell can't compare-- It is the ...
White Horses (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Where run your colts at pasture? Where hide your mares to breed? 'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap Or wove Sargasso ...
The White Man’s Burden (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
Take up the White man's burden -- Send forth the best ye breed -- Go bind your sons to exile ...
The Widow’s Party (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
"Where have you been this while away, Johnnie, Johnnie?" 'Long with the rest on a picnic lay, Johnnie, my Johnnie, ...
The Widow at Windsor (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
'Ave you 'eard o' the Widow at Windsor With a hairy gold crown on 'er 'ead? She 'as ships on ...
What the People Said (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
(June 21st, 1887) By the well, where the bullocks go Silent and blind and slow -- By the field where ...
When Earth’s Last Picture Is Painted (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
When Earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colours have faded, and ...
When the Great Ark (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
When the Great Ark, in Vigo Bay, Rode stately through the half-manned fleet, From every ship about her way She ...
When ‘Omer Smote ‘Is Bloomin’ Lyre (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
When 'Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, He'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea; An' what he thought 'e might ...
The Widower (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
For a season there must be pain-- For a little, little space I shall lose the sight of her face, ...
The Veterans (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
To-day, across our fathers' graves, The astonished years reveal The remnant of that desperate host Which cleansed our East with ...
The Virginity (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Try as he will, no man breaks wholly loose From his first love, no matter who she be. Oh, was ...
The Wage-Slaves (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Oh, glorious are the guarded heights Where guardian souls abide-- Self-exiled from our gross delights-- Above, beyond, outside: An ampler ...
The Way Through the Woods. (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
They shut the road through the woods Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, And now you ...
The Vampire (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
A fool there was and he mad his prayer (Even as you and I!) To a rag and a bone ...
The Verdicts (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Not in the thick of the fight, Not in the press of the odds, Do the heroes come to their ...
The Two-Sided Man (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Much I owe to the Lands that grew-- More to the Lives that fed-- But most to Allah Who gave ...
Ulster (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The dark eleventh hour Draws on and sees us sold To every evil power We fought against of old. Rebellion, ...
The Undertaker’s Horse (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
The eldest son bestrides him, And the pretty daughter rides him, And I meet him oft o' mornings on the ...
The Trade (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
They bear, in place of classic names, Letters and numbers on their skin. They play their grisly blindfold games In ...
Troopin’ (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
Troopin', troopin', troopin' to the sea: 'Ere's September come again -- the six-year men are free. O leave the dead ...
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 ...
Two Kopjes (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
(Made Yeomanry towards End of Boer War) Only two African kopjes, Only the cart-tracks that wind Empty and open between ...