John Kendall (dum-dum) Strong Poems

  • 1.
    Come, let us weep for Begum; he is dead.
    Dead; and afar, where Thamis' waters lave
    The busy marge, he lies unvisited,
    Unsung; above no cypress branches wave,
    ...
  • 2.
    After R. H.


    A strong discomfort in the dress
    ...
  • 3.
    'Where ignorance is bliss,
    'Tis folly to be wise.'


    ...
  • 4.
    Allons! Allons! Tra-la-la! Hear my Bellata!
    Why do you not return to Mandalay O soldier?
    Do you not remember the boats, and the paddles as they chunked outside the boats?
    Do you not remember the elephants, the mighty elephants, strong, mysterious, impalpable (no, not impalpable), pachydermatous, and the extraordinary accuracy with which they succeeded in balancing trees or parts of trees, branches, logs, beams, planks, ... etc., ... with their trunks (the beams carefully supported at their centre of gravity, the logs carefully supported at their centre of gravity, the elephants without a smile at their centre of gravity)
    ...
  • 5.
    Away, away! The plains of Ind
    Have set their victim free;
    I give my sorrows to the wind,
    My sun-hat to the sea;
    ...
  • 6.
    [Time-guns are of invariable pattern and extreme antiquity. Other species come and go; their ancestor remains always. One is to be found in each cantonment: he generally occupies a position of unsheltered and pathetic loneliness in a corner of the local parade-ground. The writer has never seen one herded in the Gun-park with his kind.]


    Strong scion of the sturdy past
    ...
Total 6 Strong Poems by John Kendall (dum-dum)

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