written by Rudyard KiplingYet at the last, ere our spearmen had found him,
Yet at the last, ere a sword-thrust could save,
Yet at the last, with his masters around him,
He spoke of the Faith as a master to slave.
Yet at the last, though the Kafirs had maimed him,
Broken by bondage and wrecked by the reiver,
Yet at the last, tho' the darkness had claimed him,
He called upon Allah, and died a Believer!
Rudyard Kipling
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Sat 12.11.2010 at 08:50
Farewell and adieu to you, Harwich Ladies,
Farewell and adieu to you, ladies ashore!
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Sat 11.27.2010 at 23:49
Whether the State can loose and bind
In Heaven as well as on Earth:
If it be wiser to kill mankind
Before or after the birth--
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Fri 11.19.2010 at 17:58
Now Chil the Kite brings home the night
That Mang the Bat sets free--
The herds are shut in byre and hut,
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Sat 11.13.2010 at 09:03
Thrones, Powers, Dominions, Peoples, Kings,
Are changing 'neath our hand.
Our fathers also see these things
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Wed 11.10.2010 at 02:18
Once red ripple came to land
In the golden sunset burning--
Lapped against a maiden's hand,
By the ford returning.
written by Rudyard Kipling, published on Tue 11.09.2010 at 07:59
To the Heavens above us
O look and behold
The Planets that love us
All harnessed in gold!
What chariots, what horses
