Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling
Joseph Rudyard Kipling; 30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936) was an English journalist, short-story writer, poet, and novelist...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth30 December 1865
CityMumbai, India
begin guns
It's Tommy this, and Tommy that, and 'chuck 'im out, the brute,' But it's 'Savior of his Country,' When the guns begin to shoot!
country sleep gun
Yes, making mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep... For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that an' Chuck him out, the brute! But it's Saviour of his country, when the guns begins to shoot!
military gun thank-god
The Guns, Thank God, The Guns...
gun thug ems
For it's "guns this" and "guns that," and "chuck 'em out, the brutes," But they're the "Savior of our loved ones" when the thugs begin to loot.
war gun devil
When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace. They swore, if we gave Them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease. But when we disarmed They sold us, and delivered us, bound, to our foe, And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "Stick to the Devil you know."
fair leaders leaders-and-leadership lie meets neither pack prevail shall till words
When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, And neither will go from the trail, Lie down till the leaders have spoken, It may be fair words shall prevail
land men might sing took
When 'Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, / He'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea; / An' what he thought 'e might require, / 'E went an' took - the same as me!
eagle man triple ways
There be triple ways to take, of the eagle or the snake, / Or the way of a man with a maid.
beat heard pull song trail
You have heard the beat of the off-shore wind, / And the thresh of the deep-sea rain; / You have heard the song - how long? how long? / Pull out on the trail again!
chelsea fifty outer talks walks
Tho' I walks with fifty 'ousemaids outer Chelsea to the Strand, / An' they talks a lot o' lovin', but wot do they understand?
lost
To the legion of the lost ones, to the cohort of the damned.
paid
Ye thought? Ye are not paid to think.
travels
Down to Gehenna, or up to the Throne, He travels the fastest who travels alone.
fear jungle shadow sigh softly
Through the Jungle very softly flits a shadow and a sigh - / He is Fear, O Little Hunter, he is Fear!