The Writings in Prose and Verse of Rudyard Kipling: Verses, 1889-1896 (1897)Charles Scribner's Sons, 1897 |
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... Till our throats were bricky - dry , Then we wopped ' im ' cause ' e couldn't serve us all . It was " Din ! Din ! Din ! You ' eathen , where the mischief ' ave you been ? You put some juldee 2 in it Or I'll marrow 3 you this minute If ...
... Till our throats were bricky - dry , Then we wopped ' im ' cause ' e couldn't serve us all . It was " Din ! Din ! Din ! You ' eathen , where the mischief ' ave you been ? You put some juldee 2 in it Or I'll marrow 3 you this minute If ...
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... till you're dead ; But you won't get away from the tune that they play To the bloomin ' old rag over'ead . ( Poor beggars ! -it's ' ot over'ead ! ) Then ' ere's to the sons o ' the Widow , Wherever , ' owever they roam . ' Ere's all ...
... till you're dead ; But you won't get away from the tune that they play To the bloomin ' old rag over'ead . ( Poor beggars ! -it's ' ot over'ead ! ) Then ' ere's to the sons o ' the Widow , Wherever , ' owever they roam . ' Ere's all ...
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... till dark : The first man dropped at Harrison's , the last forninst the Park . For it was : " Belts , belts , belts , an ' that's one for you ! ! " An ' it was " Belts , belts , belts , an ' that's done for you ! " O buckle an ' tongue ...
... till dark : The first man dropped at Harrison's , the last forninst the Park . For it was : " Belts , belts , belts , an ' that's one for you ! ! " An ' it was " Belts , belts , belts , an ' that's done for you ! " O buckle an ' tongue ...
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... Till half o ' them was Liffey mud an ' half was tatthered clo'es . For it was : - " Belts There was a row in Silver Street - it might ha ' raged till now , But some one drew his side - arm clear , an ' nobody knew how ; ' Twas Hogan ...
... Till half o ' them was Liffey mud an ' half was tatthered clo'es . For it was : - " Belts There was a row in Silver Street - it might ha ' raged till now , But some one drew his side - arm clear , an ' nobody knew how ; ' Twas Hogan ...
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... till an alien turf enfolds us And we die , and none can tell Them where we died . We're poor little lambs who've lost our way , Baa ! Baa ! Baa ! We're little black sheep who've gone astray , Baa - aa - aa ! Gentlemen - rankers out on ...
... till an alien turf enfolds us And we die , and none can tell Them where we died . We're poor little lambs who've lost our way , Baa ! Baa ! Baa ! We're little black sheep who've gone astray , Baa - aa - aa ! Gentlemen - rankers out on ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ain't be'ind beggar belts beneath blind blood bloomin blow Buy my English Captain clear Colour-Sergeant Danny Deever dark dead dear lass death deck Delhi town Devil drunk earth English posies Er-Heb ere's eyes fight Flag of England ford fought Fuzzy-Wuzzy Gawd Gods guard Gunga Gunga Din guns hand hast hath head hear heard heart Hell hold honour horse Johnnie jolly Kabul river King knew land light loot Lord Mandalay marchin mist mother naked never night o'er old trail oont Peshawur plain port price of admiralty pride Reuben Paine road road to Mandalay roar Romance round sail ship sing skipper soldier song soul stars Stralsund sword talk Taman Thee There's Thou tide Tom Hall Tomlinson Tommy True Thomas Twas wait watch whisper Widow at Windsor wind word
Pasajes populares
Página 65 - Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment Seat; But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth, When two strong men stand face to face, though they come from the ends of the earth!
Página 7 - ocked our 'orses, 'E cut our sentries up at Suakim, An' 'e played the cat an' banjo with our forces. So 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your "ome in the Soudan; You're a pore benighted 'eathen but a first-class fightin...
Página 192 - Go to your work and be strong, halting not in your ways, Baulking the end half-won for an instant dole of praise. Stand to your work and be wise — certain of sword and pen, Who are neither children nor Gods, but men in a world of men ! THE FIRST CHANTEY.
Página 39 - But that's all shove be'ind me — long ago an' fur away, An' there ain't no 'busses runnin' from the Bank to Mandalay; An' I'm learnin' 'ere in London what the ten-year soldier tells: "If you've 'eard the East a-callin', you won't never 'eed naught else.
Página 7 - WE'VE fought with many men acrost the seas, An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not: The Paythan an' the Zulu an' Burmese; But the Fuzzy was the finest o
Página 354 - For to admire an' for to see, For to be' old this world so wide — It never done no good to me, But I can't drop it if I tried!
Página 347 - eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; 'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is own; The 'eathen in 'is blindness must end where 'e began, But the backbone of the Army is the non-commissioned man! Keep away from dirtiness — keep away from mess. Don't get into doin' things rather-more-or-less! Let's ha' done with abby-nay, kul, an' hazar-ho; Mind you keep your rifle an' yourself jus
Página 4 - O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, go away " ; But it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins," when the band begins to play, The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play, O it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins," when the band begins to play.
Página 183 - We were dreamers, dreaming greatly, in the manstifled town ; We yearned beyond the sky-line where the strange roads go down. Came the Whisper, came the Vision, came the Power with the Need, Till the Soul that is not man's soul was lent us to lead.
Página 19 - E would skip with our attack, An' watch us till the bugles made "Retire" An' for all 'is dirty 'ide 'E was white, clear white, inside When 'e went to tend the wounded under fire! It was "Din! Din! Din!" With the bullets kickin' dust-spots on the green When the cartridges ran out, You could hear the front-ranks shout, "Hi!