Poems by Rudyard Kipling
The Children
... And raged against Man, they engaged, on the breasts that they bared for us, ...
Belts
... The poor dumb corpse that couldn't tell the bhoys were sorry for him ...
A General Summary
... Filched it from the artist - then, ...
Snarleyow
... But I couldn't pull up, not for ~you~ - your 'ead between your 'eels!" ...
Troopin'
... They'll turn us out at Portsmouth wharf in cold an' wet an' rain, ...
The Gift Of The Sea
... 'Tis the ache in your breast that broke your rest, ...
In Springtime
... Through the pines the gusts are booming, o'er the brown fields blowing chill, ...
The Nursing Sister
... We laugh, but sobs are mixed with laughter ...
Sussex
... Here through the strong and shadeless days ...
Dedication
... When they talk with the stranger bands, ...
The Voortrekker
... His neighbors' smoke shall vex his eyes, their voices break his rest, ...
The Lost Legion
... Salue! The trek and the laager again ...
Old Fighting-Men
... Lining the road where the Legions roll through ...
England's Answer
... And the Law that ye make shall be law after the rule of your lands ...
THe Mother-Lodge
... An' I was Junior Deacon in my Mother-Lodge out there! ...
