Rudyard Kipling Poems

  • 351.  
    The Camel's hump is an ugly lump
    Which well you may see at the Zoo;But uglier yet is the hump we get
  • 352.  
    WHEN you come to London Town,
    (Grieving-grieving!)Bring your flowers and lay them down
  • 353.  
    When the waters' countenance
    Blurs 'twixt glance and second glance;When our tattered smokes forerun
  • 354.  
    Modern Machinery
    We were taken from the ore-bed and the mine, We were melted in the furnace and the pit--
  • 355.  
    There dwells a wife by the Northern Gate,
    And a wealthy wife is she;She breeds a breed o' rovin' men
  • 356.  
    The miracle of our land's speech--so known
    And long received, none marvel when 'tis shown!
  • 357.  
    "I have a thousand men," said he,
    "To wait upon my will;And towers nine upon the Tyne,
  • 358.  
    (Died, South African War, March 27, 1900)

  • 359.  
    1902

  • 360.  
    1918

  • 361.  
    I've never sailed the Amazon,
    I've never reached Brazil;But the Don and Magdalena,
  • 362.  
    Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack,
    remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when it fell the crowds rent the air with shouts,
  • 363.  
    When ye say to Tabaqui, "My Brother!" when ye call the Hyena
    to meat,Ye may cry the Full Truce with Jacala - the Belly that runs on
  • 364.  
    Broke to every known mischance, lifted over all
    By the light sane joy of life, the buckler of the Gaul, Furious in luxury, merciless in toil,
  • 365.  
    Tennison

  • 366.  
    My new-cut ashlar takes the light
    Where crimson-blank the windows flare;By my own work, before the night,
  • 367.  
    They christened my brother of old--
    And a saintly name he bears--They gave him his place to hold
  • 368.  
    When the Waters were dried an' the Earth did appear,
    ("It's all one," says the Sapper),The Lord He created the Engineer,
  • 369.  
    Old Mother Laidinwool had nigh twelve months been dead.
    She heard the hops was doing well, an' so popped up her headFor said she: "The lads I've picked with when I was young and fair,
  • 370.  
    Imprimis he was "broke." Thereafter left
    His Regiment and, later, took to drink;Then, having lost the balance of his friends,
  • 371.  
    If any questions
    why we died,Tell them,
  • 372.  
    To our private taste, there is always something a little exotic,
    almost artificial, in songs which, under an English aspect and dress, are yet so manifestly the product of other skies. They affect us
  • 373.  
    Not in the thick of the fight,
    Not in the press of the odds,Do the heroes come to their height,
  • 374.  
    For a season there must be pain--
    For a little, little space I shall lose the sight of her face,
  • 375.  
    R.N.V.R, Sea Constables

  • 376.  
    . . . At the close of a winter day,
    Their anchors down, by London town, the Three Great Captains lay;And one was Admiral of the North from Solway Firth to Skye,
  • 377.  
    Now this is the tale of the Council the German Kaiser decreed,
    To ease the strong of their burden, to help the weak in their need,He sent a word to the peoples, who struggle, and pant, and sweat,
  • 378.  
    There is a word you often see, pronounce it as you may -
    'You bike,' 'you bikwe,' 'ubbikwe' - alludin' to R.A. It serves 'Orse, Field, an' Garrison as motto for a crest,
  • 379.  
    As Adam lay a-dreaming beneath the Apple Tree
    The Angel of the Earth came down, and offered Earth in fee;But Adam did not need it,
  • 380.  
    Master, this is Thy Servant. He is rising eight weeks old.
    He is mainly Head and Tummy. His legs are uncontrolled.But Thou hast forgiven his ugliness, and settled him on Thy knee . . .
  • 381.  
    (A. D. 1066)

  • 382.  
    1914

  • 383.  
    When Rome was rotten-ripe to her fall,
    And the sceptre passed from her hand,The pestilent Picts leaped over the wall
  • 384.  
    Old Horn to All Atlantic said:
    (A-hay O! To me O!)"Now where did Frankie learn his trade?
  • 385.  
    Now it is not good for the Christian's health to hustle the Aryan
    brown,For the Christian riles, and the Aryan smiles, and he weareth the
  • 386.  
    C. F. Rhodes, buried in the Matoppos, April 10, 1902

  • 387.  
    Ay, lay him 'neath the Simla pine --
    A fortnight fully to be missed,Behold, we lose our fourth at whist,
  • 388.  
    There's no wind along these seas,
    Out oars for Stavenger!Forward all for Stavenger!
  • 389.  
    My son was killed while laughing at some jest, I would
    I knewWhat it was and it might serve me in a time when jests
  • 390.  
    Late came the God, having sent his forerunners who were
    not regarded--Late, but in wrath;
  • 391.  
    "~The three-volume novel is extinct.~"

  • 392.  
    (Lord Dufferin to Lord Lansdowne)

  • 393.  
    Walpole talks of "a man and his price."
    List to a ditty queer --The sale of a Deputy-Acting-Vice-
  • 394.  
    The toad beneath the harrow knows
    Exactly where eath tooth-point goes.The butterfly upon the road
  • 395.  
    One grief on me is laid
    Each day of every year,Wherein no soul can aid,
  • 396.  
    1898 -- A Song of the Dominions

  • 397.  
    THE FOX MEDITATES

  • 398.  
    There dwells a wife by the Northern Gate,
    And a wealthy wife is she;She breeds a breed o' rovin' men
  • 399.  
    My name is O'Kelly, I've heard the Revelly
    From Birr to Bareilly, from Leeds to Lahore,Hong-Kong and Peshawur,
  • 400.  
    June

Total 690 poems written by Rudyard Kipling

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Where Nature's first of love was spent;
Sweet hill-tops of the summered land
Where gods and men went hand in hand
In golden days of sinless earth!
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The primal evil to its birth!
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