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
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.
abstain improving manners marriage pleasant terrible wise
Pleasant the snaffle of Courtship, improving the manners and carriage, But the colt who is wise will abstain from the terrible thorn-bit of marriage
clever fool fools-and-foolishness manage needs silliest woman
The silliest woman can manage a clever man; but it needs a clever woman to manage a fool
eating egg kissed kisses-and-kissing man moustache wax
Being kissed by a man who didn't wax his moustache was--like eating an egg without salt.
allah created english mad mankind
For Allah created the English mad - the maddest of all mankind!
man
You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din!
cut man married
You may write it on his tombstone, You may cut it on his card, That a young man married is a young man marred
began english man preached spoke taught
It was not preached to the crowd, / It was not taught by the State. / No man spoke it aloud, / When the English began to hate.
son men white-man
Take up the White Man's burden -- send forth the best ye breed -- go, bind your sons to exile to serve your captives need.
horse men dead-man
I worked like a horse and I ate like a hog and I slept like a dead man.
men saint single-man
Single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints.
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!
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!