Rudyard Kipling Poems

  • 401.  
    1913

  • 402.  
    1906

  • 403.  
    Q. H. Flaccus

  • 404.  
    (Northern India Transport Train)

  • 405.  
    Not with an outcry to Allah nor any complaining
    He answered his name at the muster and stood to the chaining.When the twin anklets were nipped on the leg-bars that held them,
  • 406.  
    Sung in honor of Rikki-Tikki-Tavi

  • 407.  
    'E was warned agin' 'er --
    That's what made 'im look;She was warned agin' 'im --
  • 408.  
    At the eleventh hour he came,
    But his wages were the sameAs ours who all day long had trod
  • 409.  
    1918

  • 410.  
    Then we brought the lances down--then the trumpets blew--
    When we went to Kandahar, ridin' two an' two.Ridin'--ridin'--ridin' two an' two!
  • 411.  
    Man goes to Man! Cry the challenge through the Jungle!
    He that was our Brother goes away.Hear, now, and judge, O ye People of the Jungle--
  • 412.  
    Now the Four-way Lodge is opened, now the Hunting Winds are loose --
    Now the Smokes of Spring go up to clear the brain;Now the Young Men's hearts are troubled for the whisper of the Trues,
  • 413.  
    1903 -- After Boer War

  • 414.  
    If you're off to Philadelphia in the morning,
    You mustn't take my stories for a guide.There's little left, indeed, of the city you will read of,
  • 415.  
    (New South Wales Contingent)

  • 416.  
    "Farewell, Romance!" the Cave-men said;
    "With bone well carved he went away,Flint arms the ignoble arrowhead,
  • 417.  
    From the Greek Anthologies

  • 418.  
    Ere the mother's milk had dried
    On my lips the Brethren came--Tore me from my nurse's side,
  • 419.  
    Canadian

  • 420.  
    Magna Charta, June 15, 1215

  • 421.  
    Wordsworth

  • 422.  
    The fear was on the cattle, for the gale was on the sea,
    An' the pens broke up on the lower deck an' let the creatures free --An' the lights went out on the lower deck, an' no one near but me.
  • 423.  
    In the daytime, when she moved about me,
    In the night, when she was sleeping at my side, --I was wearied, I was wearied of her presence.
  • 424.  
    1917

  • 425.  
    There was never a Queen like Balkis,
    From here to the wide world's end;But Balkis talked to a butterfly
  • 426.  
    My New-Cut ashlar takes the light
    Where crimson-blank the windows flare.By my own work before the night,
  • 427.  
    Put forth to watch, unschooled, alone,
    'Twixt hostile earth and sky;The mottled lizard 'neath the stone
  • 428.  
    I

  • 429.  
    Dawn off the Foreland -- the young flood making
    Jumbled and short and steep -- Black in the hollows and bright where it's breaking --
  • 430.  
    His spots are the joy of the Leopard: his horns are the Buffalo-s pride.
    Be clean, for the strength of the hunter is known by the gloss of his hide.If ye find that the bullock can toss you, or the heavy-browed Sambhur can gore;
  • 431.  
    We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains,
    A little front o' Christmas-time an' just be'ind the Rains;Ho! get away you bullock-man, you've 'eard the bugle blowed,
  • 432.  
    "You must choose between me and your cigar."
    -- BREACH OF PROMISE CASE, CIRCA 1885.
  • 433.  
    Men make them fires on the hearth
    Each under his roof-tree,And the Four Winds that rule the earth
  • 434.  
    Smokin' my pipe on the mountings, sniffin' the mornin' cool,
    I walks in my old brown gaiters along o' my old brown mule,With seventy gunners be'ind me, an' never a beggar forgets
  • 435.  
    Oye who treated the Narrow Way
    By Tophet-flare to Judgment Day,Be gentle when "the heathen" pray
  • 436.  
    1899

  • 437.  
    "What's that that hirples at my side?"
    The foe that you must fight, my lord."That rides as fast as I can ride?"
  • 438.  
    And Gallio cared for none of these things. -- Acts xviii. 17

  • 439.  
    Look, you have cast out Love! What Gods are these
    You bid me please?The Three in One, the One in Three? Not so!
  • 440.  
    ~Read here:
    This is the story of Evarra -- man --Maker of Gods in lands beyond the sea.~
  • 441.  
    Canadian

  • 442.  
    For things we never mention,
    For Art misunderstood --For excellent intention
  • 443.  
    Naked and grey the Cotswolds stand
    Beneath the summer sun, And the stubble fields on either hand
  • 444.  
    I met my mates in the morning (and oh, but I am old!)
    Where roaring on the ledges the summer ground-swell rolled;I heard them lift the chorus that dropped the breakers' song --
  • 445.  
    It was an artless Bandar, and he danced upon a pine,
    And much I wondered how he lived, and where the beast might dine,And many, many other things, till, o'er my morning smoke,
  • 446.  
    For our white and our excellent nights--for the nights of swift
    running,Fair ranging, far seeing, good hunting, sure cunning!
  • 447.  
    (Mobile Columns of the Boer War)

  • 448.  
    If you've ever stole a pheasant-egg be'ind the keeper's back,
    If you've ever snigged the washin' from the line,If you've ever crammed a gander in your bloomin' 'aversack,
  • 449.  
    Oh! hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us,
    And black are the waters that sparkled so green.The moon, o'er the combers, looks downward to find us
  • 450.  
    (Our Army in the East)

Total 690 poems written by Rudyard Kipling

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