written by Rudyard KiplingThere was darkness under Heaven
For an hour's space--
Darkness that we knew was given
Us for special grace.
Sun and noon and stars were hid,
God had left His Throne,
When Helen came to me, she did,
Helen all alone!
Side by side (because our fate
Damned us ere our birth)
We stole out of Limbo Gate
Looking for the Earth.
Hand in pulling hand amid
Fear no dreams have known,
Helen ran with me, she did,
Helen all alone!
When the Horror passing speech
Hunted us along,
Each laid hold on each, and each
Found the other strong.
In the teeth of Things forbid
And Reason overthrown,
Helen stood by me, she did,
Helen all alone!
When, at last, we heard those Fires
Dull and die away,
When, at last, our linked desires
Dragged us up to day;
When, at last, our souls were rid
Of what that Night had shown,
Helen passed from me, she did,
Helen all alone!
Let her go and find a mate,
As I will find a bride,
Knowing naught of Limbo Gate
Or Who are penned inside.
There is knowledge God forbid
More than one should own.
So Helen went from me, she did,
Oh, my soul, be glad she did!
Helen all alone!
Rudyard Kipling
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Wed 03.16.2011 at 16:31
1914-1918
'Have you news of my boy Jack?'
Not this tide.
'When d'you think that he'll come back?'
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Wed 03.16.2011 at 03:14
I.
If It be pleasant to look on, stalled in the packedserai,
Does not the Young Man try Its temper and pace ere he buy?
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Tue 03.15.2011 at 22:38
(Field Marshal Lord Roberts of Kandahar)
There's a little red-faced man,
Which is Bobs,
Rides the talliest 'orse 'e can --
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Fri 03.04.2011 at 20:22
There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield,
And the ricks stand grey to the sun,
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Wed 01.26.2011 at 18:50
If down here I chance to die,
Solemnly I beg you take
All that is left of "I"
To the Hills for old sake's sake,
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Thu 01.20.2011 at 17:56
Lo! The Wild Cow of the Desert, her yeanling estrayed from her --
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