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The City of Sleep

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) (“The Brushwood Boy” — The Day’s Work) Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams, Know ye the road to the Merciful Town … Continue reading

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The American Rebellion

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) 1776 Before Twas not while England’s sword unsheathed Put half a world to flight, Nor while their new-built cities breathed Secure behind her might; Not while she … Continue reading

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Buddha at Kamakura

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) 1892 “And there is a Japanese idol at Kamakura” O ye who tread the Narrow Way By Tophet-flare to Judgment Day, Be gentle when “the heathen” pray … Continue reading

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England’s Answer

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) Truly ye come of The Blood; slower to bless than to ban; Little used to lie down at the bidding of any man. Flesh of the flesh … Continue reading

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The White Man’s Burden 1899

‚Ķfrom the quills of dead white poets Rudyard Kipling ( 1865 – 1936) Take up the White man’s burden — Send forth the best ye breed — Go bind your sons to exile To serve your captives’ need; To wait … Continue reading

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The Holy War 1917

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) “For here lay the excellent wisdom of him that built Mansoul, that the walls could never be broken down nor hurt by the most mighty adverse potentate … Continue reading

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The Portent

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) 0h, late withdrawn from human-kind And following dreams we never knew! Varus, what dream has Fate assigned To trouble you? Such virtue as commends of law Of … Continue reading

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The Destroyers

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) The strength of twice three thousand horse That seeks the single goal; The line that holds the rending course, The hate that swings the whole; The stripped … Continue reading

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Cold Iron

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) Gold is for the mistress — silver for the maid — Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade.” “Good!” said the Baron, sitting in his hall, … Continue reading

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By the Hoof of the Wild Goat

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) By the Hoof of the Wild Goat uptossed From the cliff where she lay in the Sun Fell the Stone To the Tarn where the daylight is … Continue reading

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Akbar’s Bridge

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) JELALUDIN MUHAMMED AKBAR, Guardian of Mankind, Moved his standards out of Delhi to Jaunpore of lower Hind, Where a mosque was to be builded, and a lovelier … Continue reading

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Mesopotamia (1917)

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) They shall not return to us, the resolute, the young, The eager and whole-hearted whom we gave: But the men who left them thriftily to die in … Continue reading

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Tommy

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) I went into a public-‘ouse to get a pint o’ beer, The publican ‘e up an’ sez, “We serve no red-coats here.” The girls be’ind the bar … Continue reading

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The Roman Centurion’s Song

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) Roman Occupation of Britain, A.D. 300 Legate, I had the news last night –my cohort ordered home By ships to Portus Itius and thence by road to … Continue reading

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To Motorists

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) Since ye distemper and defile Sweet Here by the measured mile, Nor aught on jocund highways heed Except the evidence of speed; And bear about your dreadful … Continue reading

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Brown Bess

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) The Army Musket–1700-1815 In the days of lace-ruffles, perukes and brocade Brown Bess was a partner whom none could despise– An out-spoken, flinty-lipped, brazen-faced jade, With a … Continue reading

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Arithmetic on the Frontier

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) A great and glorious thing it is To learn, for seven years or so, The Lord knows what of that and this, Ere reckoned fit to face … Continue reading

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Hymn Before Action

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) The earth is full of anger, The seas are dark with wrath, The Nations in their harness Go up against our path: Ere yet we loose the … Continue reading

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The Children

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936) The Children 1914-1918 “The Honours of War” – A Diversity of Creatures These were our children who died for our land: they were dear in our sight. … Continue reading

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The French Wars

…from the quills of the dead white poets Rudyard Kipling (1865 – 1936 (Napoleonic) The boats of Newhaven and Folkestone and Dover To Dieppe and Boulogne and to Calais cross over; And in each of those runs there is not … Continue reading

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