Authors: Rudyard Kipling
ISBN-13: 9781141693153, ISBN-10: 1141693151
Format: Paperback
Publisher: Nabu Press
Date Published: January 2010
Edition: (Non-applicable)
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Dedication: Before a midnight breaks in storm | v | |
The Sea and the Hills: Who hath desired the Sea?--the sight of salt water unbounded | 1 | |
The Bell Buoy: They christened my brother of old | 4 | |
Cruisers: As our mother the Frigate, bepainted and fine | 8 | |
The Destroyers: The strength of twice three thousand horse | 11 | |
White Horses: Where run your colts at pasture? | 15 | |
The Second Voyage: We've sent our little Cupids all ashore | 20 | |
The Dykes: We have no heart for the fishing, we have no hand for the oar | 23 | |
The Song of Diego Valdez: The God of Fair Beginnings | 28 | |
The Broken Men: For things we never mention | 34 | |
The Feet of the Young Men: Now the Four-way Lodge is opened, now the Hunting Winds are loose | 38 | |
The Truce of the Bear: Yearly, with tent and rifle, our careless white men go | 44 | |
The Old Men: This is our lot if we live so long and labour unto the end | 49 | |
The Explorer: "There's no sense in going further--it's the edge of cultivation" | 52 | |
The Wage-Slaves: Oh glorious are the guarded heights | 60 | |
The Burial: When that great Kings return to clay | 63 | |
General Joubert: With those that bred, with those that loosed the strife | 65 | |
The Palace: When I was a King and a Mason--a Master proven and skilled | 66 | |
Sussex: God gave all men all earth to love | 69 | |
Song of the Wise Children: When the darkened Fifties dip to the North | 74 | |
Buddha at Kamakura: Oh ye who tread the Narrow Way | 76 | |
The White Man's Burden: Take up the White Man's burden | 79 | |
Pharaoh and the Sergeant: Said England unto Pharaoh, "I must make a man of you | 82 | |
Our Lady of the Snows: A Nation spoke to a Nation | 87 | |
"Et Dona Ferentes": In extended observation of the ways and works of man | 90 | |
Kitchener's School: Oh Hubshee, carry your shoes in your hand and bow your head on your breast | 95 | |
The Young Queen: Her hand was still on her sword-hilt, the spur was still on her heel | 100 | |
Rimmon: Duly with knees that feign to quake | 104 | |
The Old Issue: "Here is nothing new nor aught unproven," say the Trumpets | 107 | |
Bridge-Guard in the Karroo: Sudden the desert changes | 113 | |
The Lesson: Let us admit it fairly, as a business people should | 117 | |
The Files: Files | 121 | |
The Reformers: Not in the camp his victory lies | 126 | |
Dirge of Dead Sisters: Who recalls the twilight and the ranged tents in order | 129 | |
The Islanders: No doubt but ye are the People--your throne is above the King's | 133 | |
The Peace of Dives: The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay | 141 | |
South Africa: Lived a woman wonderful | 149 | |
The Settler: Here, where my fresh-turned furrows run | 153 | |
Service Songs | ||
Chant-Pagan: Me that 'ave been what I ve been | 159 | |
M. I.: I wish my mother could see me now, with a fence-post under my arm | 163 | |
Columns: Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry | 170 | |
The Parting of the Columns: We've rode and fought and ate and drunk as rations come to hand | 175 | |
Two Kopjes: Only two African kopjes | 179 | |
The Instructor: At times when under cover I 'ave said | 183 | |
Boots: We're foot--slog--slog--slog--slog-gin' over Africa | 185 | |
The Married Man: The bachelor 'e fights for one | 188 | |
Lichtenberg: Smells are surer than sounds or sights | 191 | |
Stellenbosh: The General 'eard the firin' on the flank | 194 | |
Half-Ballad of Waterval: When by the labour of my 'ands | 197 | |
Piet: I do not love my Empire's foes | 199 | |
"Wilful-Missing": There is a world outside the one you know | 204 | |
Ubique: There is a word you often see, pronounce it as you may | 206 | |
The Return: Peace is declared, an' I return | 210 | |
Recessional: God of our fathers, known of old | 214 |