Songs from BooksDoubleday, Page, 1912 - Počet stran: 249 Preface: I have collected in this volume practically all the verses and chapter-headings scattered through my books, with the exception of the Jungle Books and the Just So Stoires. In several cases where only a few lines of verse were originally used I have given in full the song, etc., from which they were taken. |
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Strana 21
... my Mother in her bower , That rules my Father so cunningly , She will remember a maiden's power Tell her England hath taken me ! As for my Brother in Rouen City , A nimble 21 Tarrant Moss Plain Tales Sir Richard's Song Puck.
... my Mother in her bower , That rules my Father so cunningly , She will remember a maiden's power Tell her England hath taken me ! As for my Brother in Rouen City , A nimble 21 Tarrant Moss Plain Tales Sir Richard's Song Puck.
Strana 22
Rudyard Kipling. As for my Brother in Rouen City , A nimble and naughty page is he , But he will come to suffer and pity Tell him England hath taken me ! As for my little Sister waiting In the pleasant orchards of Normandie , Tell her ...
Rudyard Kipling. As for my Brother in Rouen City , A nimble and naughty page is he , But he will come to suffer and pity Tell him England hath taken me ! As for my little Sister waiting In the pleasant orchards of Normandie , Tell her ...
Strana 56
... brother . And it's worth while seeking him half your days If you find him before the other . Nine hundred and ninety - nine depend On what the world sees in you , But the Thousandth Man will stand your friend With the whole round world ...
... brother . And it's worth while seeking him half your days If you find him before the other . Nine hundred and ninety - nine depend On what the world sees in you , But the Thousandth Man will stand your friend With the whole round world ...
Strana 68
... brother . But Eblis had bred him . He was the son of an ape , ill at ease in his cloth- ing , He talked with his head , hands and feet . I endured him with loathing Whatever his spirit conceived his countenance showed it As a frog shows ...
... brother . But Eblis had bred him . He was the son of an ape , ill at ease in his cloth- ing , He talked with his head , hands and feet . I endured him with loathing Whatever his spirit conceived his countenance showed it As a frog shows ...
Strana 95
... brothers . There we met with famous men Set in office o'er us ; And they beat on us with rods - Faithfully with many rods Daily beat us on with rods , For the love they bore us ! Out of Egypt unto Troy Over Himalaya Far and sure 95.
... brothers . There we met with famous men Set in office o'er us ; And they beat on us with rods - Faithfully with many rods Daily beat us on with rods , For the love they bore us ! Out of Egypt unto Troy Over Himalaya Far and sure 95.
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bear beat Bees beneath Bess was Harry's bide blow-fly brother Celt City of Sleep cold Cold Iron continueth crown cruel looking-glass dark dead dear dog to tear dream Earth England hath taken eyes fall fathers of old fear fight Fire fool forwards and sideways Gardener gates give Gods green lanterns hand Harry's daughter hate head hear heart Heaven Helena Hy-Brasil Jubal and Tubal Jubal sang JUNGLE BOOK King land look looking-glass Lord master mirth Mithras neath nectarine never night o'er Old Mother Laidinwool pity Plucking poor honest Prince putrid offal Queen's peace Reigneth Rimini Rome round the Sands Rudyard Kipling sail season Servant sing SONG soul stand stars Stavanger sword tell Thee There's things Thorn thou Throne travels the fastest Tubal Cain Twix twixt Via Aurelia wait watch Witan wrath
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Strana 119 - If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too...
Strana 120 - And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!
Strana 48 - You forget our mirth, and talk at the tables, The kine in the shed and the horse in the stables To pitch her sides and go over her cables! Then you drive out where the storm-clouds swallow: And the sound of your oar-blades falling hollow Is all we have left through the months to follow. Ah, what is a Woman that you forsake her, And the hearth-fire and the home-acre, To go with the old grey Widow-maker?
Strana 80 - T"*HE Stranger within my gate, He may be true or kind, But he does not talk my talk — I cannot feel his mind. I see the face and the eyes and the mouth, But not the soul behind. The men of my own stock They may do ill or well, But they tell the lies I am wonted to, They are used to the lies I tell. And we do not need interpreters When we go to buy and sell.
Strana 213 - Five and twenty ponies Trotting through the dark Brandy for the Parson, 'Baccy for the Clerk; Laces for a lady, letters for a spy, Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
Strana 32 - Gold is for the mistress — silver for the maid — Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade. " "Good!" said the Baron, sitting in his hall, "But Iron — Cold Iron — is master of them all.
Strana 119 - em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss: If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is...
Strana 23 - But — we have been out in the woods all night A-conjuring Summer in! And we bring you news by word of mouth — Good news for cattle and corn — Now is the Sun come up from the South, With Oak, and Ash, and Thorn!
Strana 120 - If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: " Hold on! " If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings — nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much: If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds...