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 3
... feet in the grasses My clinging magic runs . They shall return as strangers , They shall remain as sons . Over their heads in the branches Of their new - bought , ancient trees , I weave an incantation And draw them to my knees . Scent ...
... feet in the grasses My clinging magic runs . They shall return as strangers , They shall remain as sons . Over their heads in the branches Of their new - bought , ancient trees , I weave an incantation And draw them to my knees . Scent ...
Strana 8
... woods Of a summer evening late , When the night - air cools on the trout - ringed pools Where the otter whistles his mate ( They fear not men in the woods , Because they see so few ) , You will hear the beat of a horse's feet , 8.
... woods Of a summer evening late , When the night - air cools on the trout - ringed pools Where the otter whistles his mate ( They fear not men in the woods , Because they see so few ) , You will hear the beat of a horse's feet , 8.
Strana 9
Rudyard Kipling. You will hear the beat of a horse's feet , And the swish of a skirt in the dew , Steadily cantering through The misty solitudes , As though they perfectly knew The old lost road through the woods · But there is no road ...
Rudyard Kipling. You will hear the beat of a horse's feet , And the swish of a skirt in the dew , Steadily cantering through The misty solitudes , As though they perfectly knew The old lost road through the woods · But there is no road ...
Strana 14
... of foes . Dust of the stars was under our feet , glitter of stars above- Wrecks of our wrath dropped reeling down as we fought 14 The Run of the Downs Rewards and Fairies Brookland Road Rewards and Fairies The Sack of the Gods Naulakha.
... of foes . Dust of the stars was under our feet , glitter of stars above- Wrecks of our wrath dropped reeling down as we fought 14 The Run of the Downs Rewards and Fairies Brookland Road Rewards and Fairies The Sack of the Gods Naulakha.
Strana 30
... that sets that yellowed grass a - shiver ' neath the Sun. " " I hear the summer storm outblown - the drip of the grateful wheat . I hear the hard trail telephone a far - off horse's feet . I hear the horns of Autumn blow to the wild- 30.
... that sets that yellowed grass a - shiver ' neath the Sun. " " I hear the summer storm outblown - the drip of the grateful wheat . I hear the hard trail telephone a far - off horse's feet . I hear the horns of Autumn blow to the wild- 30.
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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...