The Works of Rudyard Kipling: Under the deodars. The phantom rickshaw. Wee Willie WinkieDoubleday & McClure, 1899 |
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... ( By day nor yet by night ) , But standeth even so As now we witness here , While men depart , of joyful heart , Adventure for to know . ( As now bear witness here ) . II . We have fed our sea for a thousand A Song of the English .
... ( By day nor yet by night ) , But standeth even so As now we witness here , While men depart , of joyful heart , Adventure for to know . ( As now bear witness here ) . II . We have fed our sea for a thousand A Song of the English .
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... thousand years , For that is our doom and pride , As it was when they sailed with the Golden Hind Or the wreck that struck last tide- Or the wreck that lies on the spouting reef here the ghastly blue - lights flare . If blood be the ...
... thousand years , For that is our doom and pride , As it was when they sailed with the Golden Hind Or the wreck that struck last tide- Or the wreck that lies on the spouting reef here the ghastly blue - lights flare . If blood be the ...
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... thousand mills roar through me where I glean All races from all lands . Calcutta . Me the Sea - captain loved , the River built , Wealth sought and Kings adventured life to hold . Hail , England ! I am Asia - Power on silt , Death in my ...
... thousand mills roar through me where I glean All races from all lands . Calcutta . Me the Sea - captain loved , the River built , Wealth sought and Kings adventured life to hold . Hail , England ! I am Asia - Power on silt , Death in my ...
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... thousand mile o ' sea has gied them fair excuse . Fine , clear an ' dark - a full - draught breeze , wi ' Ushant out o ' sight , An ' Ferguson relievin ' Hay . Old girl , ye'll walk to - night ! His wife's at Plymouth . . . . Seventy ...
... thousand mile o ' sea has gied them fair excuse . Fine , clear an ' dark - a full - draught breeze , wi ' Ushant out o ' sight , An ' Ferguson relievin ' Hay . Old girl , ye'll walk to - night ! His wife's at Plymouth . . . . Seventy ...
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... coral - trash ran out our moorin ' - chain ; An ' by Thy Grace I had the Light to see my duty plain . Light on the engine - room - no more - clear as our carbons burn . I've lost it since a thousand times , but never McAndrew's Hymn . 37.
... coral - trash ran out our moorin ' - chain ; An ' by Thy Grace I had the Light to see my duty plain . Light on the engine - room - no more - clear as our carbons burn . I've lost it since a thousand times , but never McAndrew's Hymn . 37.
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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