The Works of Rudyard Kipling: Under the deodars. The phantom rickshaw. Wee Willie WinkieDoubleday & McClure, 1899 |
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... masters of the sea ! " Up spake the soul of a gray Gothavn ' speck- shioner- ( He that led the flinching in the fleets of fair Dundee ) : " Ho , the ringer and right whale , And the fish we struck for sale , Will Ye whelm them all for ...
... masters of the sea ! " Up spake the soul of a gray Gothavn ' speck- shioner- ( He that led the flinching in the fleets of fair Dundee ) : " Ho , the ringer and right whale , And the fish we struck for sale , Will Ye whelm them all for ...
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... master ! Man made me , and my Is to my maker still- will To him and his , our peoples at their pier : Lifting in hope to spy Trailed smoke along the sky ; Falling afraid lest any keel come near ! THE SONG OF THE BANJO . You couldn't ...
... master ! Man made me , and my Is to my maker still- will To him and his , our peoples at their pier : Lifting in hope to spy Trailed smoke along the sky ; Falling afraid lest any keel come near ! THE SONG OF THE BANJO . You couldn't ...
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... tinka - tink ! ' ' [ What d'ye lack , my noble masters ? What d'ye lack ? ] So I draw the world together link by link : Yea , from Delos up to Limerick and back ! " THE LINER SHE'S A LADY . " THE Liner The Song of the Banjo . 79.
... tinka - tink ! ' ' [ What d'ye lack , my noble masters ? What d'ye lack ? ] So I draw the world together link by link : Yea , from Delos up to Limerick and back ! " THE LINER SHE'S A LADY . " THE Liner The Song of the Banjo . 79.
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... for us if we forget , we that hold by these ! Unto each his mother - beach , bloom and bird and land- Masters of the Seven Seas , oh , love and under- stand ! THE LAST RHYME OF TRUE THOMAS . THE King has The Flowers . 103.
... for us if we forget , we that hold by these ! Unto each his mother - beach , bloom and bird and land- Masters of the Seven Seas , oh , love and under- stand ! THE LAST RHYME OF TRUE THOMAS . THE King has The Flowers . 103.
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... the Foundry , the yards and the village , too , I've made myself and a million ; but I'm damned if I made you . Master at two - and - twenty , and married at twenty Maree- Ten thousand men on the pay - roll , and 126 THE MARY GLOSTER.
... the Foundry , the yards and the village , too , I've made myself and a million ; but I'm damned if I made you . Master at two - and - twenty , and married at twenty Maree- Ten thousand men on the pay - roll , and 126 THE MARY GLOSTER.
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Términos y frases comunes
acrost ain't Army Baltic BANJO barrick be'ind beggar beneath Bill Awkins blind blood bloomin blow blue Buy my English Captain CHANTEY Cheer clear dead deep drunk eathen English posies eyes fight fought gale Gawd give Gloster guns Hail hand harp harpit hast hear heart jolly keep King kiss knew lady land learned about women learnin lift Liner Lord Man-o'-War's er usband Mary Mother Carey naked neath never night Northern Light o'er Orse-Gunners pity women port price of admiralty pride Reuben Paine road roar Romance round Royal Engineer RUDYARD KIPLING sail sailor Sapper sergeant she's a lady ship sing singin skin smoke soldiers song stand stood Stralsund talk Thee There's things Thou thousand Tom Hall TRUE ROMANCE True Thomas turn Twas Ushant wait watch wind word Ye'll
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Página 206 - And only the Master shall praise us. and only the Master shall blame: And no one shall work for money. and no one shall work for fame. But each for the joy of the working. and each. in his separate star. Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They Are!
Página 171 - What did the Colonel's Lady think? Nobody never knew. Somebody asked the Sergeant's wife, An' she told 'em true! When you get to a man in the case, They're like as a row of pins — For the Colonel's Lady an' Judy O'Grady Are sisters under their skins!
Página 21 - Loud sang the souls of the jolly, jolly mariners, Plucking at their harps, and they plucked unhandily : ' Our thumbs are rough and tarred, And the tune is something hard — May we lift a Deepsea Chantey such as seamen use at sea?
Página 5 - We have fed our sea for a thousand years — * And she calls us, still unfed, - Though there's never a wave of all her waves — But marks our English dead: *•" We have strawed our best to the weed's unrest , — To the shark and the sheering gull. -" If blood be the price of admiralty, Lord God, we ha...
Página 99 - Take the flower and turn the hour, and kiss your love again ! Buy my English posies! — You that will not turn, Buy my hot-wood clematis, Buy a frond o...
Página 9 - RANGOON Hail, Mother! Do they call me rich in trade? Little care I, but hear the shorn priest drone, And watch my silk-clad lovers, man by maid, Laugh 'neath my Shwe Dagon.
Página 75 - And the tunes that mean so much to you alone — Common tunes that make you choke and blow your nose, Vulgar tunes that bring the laugh that brings the groan — I can rip your very heartstrings out with those...
Página 39 - That minds me of our Viscount loon - Sir Kenneth's kin - the chap Wi' Russia leather tennis-shoon an' spar-decked yachtin'-cap. I showed him round last week, o'er all - an' at the last says he: 'Mister McAndrew, don't you think steam spoils romance at sea?
Página 192 - An' now the hugly bullets come peckin' through the dust, An' no one wants to face 'em, but every beggar must; So, like a man in irons which isn't glad to go, They moves 'em off by companies uncommon stiff an' slow. Of all 'is five years' schoolin' they don't remember much Excep' the not retreatin', the step an' keepin' touch. It looks like teachin' wasted when they duck an' spread an' 'op, But if 'e 'adn't learned 'em they'd be all about the shop!
Página 41 - Mornin' Stars for joy that they are made; While, out o' touch o' vanity, the sweatin' thrust-block says: "Not unto us the praise, or man — not unto us the praise!" Now, a' together, hear them lift their lesson — theirs an' mine: "Law, Orrder, Duty an' Restraint, Obedience, Discipline!" Mill, forge an' try-pit taught them that when roarin' they arose, An' whiles I wonder if a soul was gied them wi