The Five NationsDoubleday, Page, 1903 - 215 páginas |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 7
Página 6
... crown and rim The grey , grained ice of the seas , Where , sheathed from bitt to trees , The plunging colliers lie . Would I barter my place for the Church's grace ? ( Shoal ! ' Ware shoal ! ) Not I ! Through the blur of the whirling ...
... crown and rim The grey , grained ice of the seas , Where , sheathed from bitt to trees , The plunging colliers lie . Would I barter my place for the Church's grace ? ( Shoal ! ' Ware shoal ! ) Not I ! Through the blur of the whirling ...
Página 69
... Levuka's trade . Each to his choice , and I rejoice The lot has fallen to me In a fair ground - in a fair ground- Yea , Sussex by the sea ! No tender - hearted garden crowns , No bosomed woods 69 SUSSEX God gave all men all earth to love,
... Levuka's trade . Each to his choice , and I rejoice The lot has fallen to me In a fair ground - in a fair ground- Yea , Sussex by the sea ! No tender - hearted garden crowns , No bosomed woods 69 SUSSEX God gave all men all earth to love,
Página 70
Rudyard Kipling. No tender - hearted garden crowns , No bosomed woods adorn Our blunt , bow - headed , whale - backed Downs , But gnarled and writhen thorn- Bare slopes where chasing shadows skim , And through the gaps revealed Belt upon ...
Rudyard Kipling. No tender - hearted garden crowns , No bosomed woods adorn Our blunt , bow - headed , whale - backed Downs , But gnarled and writhen thorn- Bare slopes where chasing shadows skim , And through the gaps revealed Belt upon ...
Página 100
... Crown me , my Mother ! " And the Old Queen stood and said : — Copyright , 1900 , by Rudyard Kipling ΙΟΟ " How can I crown thee further ? I know THE YOUNG QUEEN Her hand was still on her sword-hilt, the spur was still on her heel, ·
... Crown me , my Mother ! " And the Old Queen stood and said : — Copyright , 1900 , by Rudyard Kipling ΙΟΟ " How can I crown thee further ? I know THE YOUNG QUEEN Her hand was still on her sword-hilt, the spur was still on her heel, ·
Página 101
... crown thee further , O Queen of the Sovereign South ? " Let the Five Free Nations witness ! " But the Young Queen answered swift : - " It shall be crown of Our crowning to hold Our crown for a gift . In the days when Our folk were ...
... crown thee further , O Queen of the Sovereign South ? " Let the Five Free Nations witness ! " But the Young Queen answered swift : - " It shall be crown of Our crowning to hold Our crown for a gift . In the days when Our folk were ...
Índice
1 | |
8 | |
15 | |
23 | |
34 | |
44 | |
52 | |
60 | |
121 | |
126 | |
133 | |
138 | |
141 | |
149 | |
159 | |
175 | |
63 | |
69 | |
76 | |
82 | |
90 | |
100 | |
107 | |
113 | |
179 | |
183 | |
191 | |
197 | |
199 | |
206 | |
214 | |
Otras ediciones - Ver todo
Términos y frases comunes
Adam-zad African kopje amper bachelor bandolier battle be'ind behold blood bloomin Boer Boojer Boots Boots-boots-boots-boots bye-good luck Calno COLUMNS Copyright dead Diego Valdez Dives draw the wage dust dykes E'll eard Earth England fear fight files finish is little firin flank foes Foul weather go ome gold guard guns habergeon hand hate hath heart Hunter River Ikonas Kamakura King known as-we land look Lord married mock movin murrain neath never night Number o'er once peace Pharaoh pompom pride rain Red Gods call Riding Rudyard Kipling Satan Sergeant Service Man Enceforward six undred smell soul South Africa Stellenbosh sword thee There's no discharge things thou trekkin Trumpets Twixt Ubique means unto wait wants to finish Ware shoal watch wattle by Lichtenberg Wherefore Whistle Tip White Man's burden word worse than Piet
Pasajes populares
Página 215 - If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe, Such boastings as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the Law— Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget— left we forget!
Página 81 - Take up the White Man's burden — Ye dare not stoop to less — Nor call too loud on Freedom To cloak your weariness; By all ye cry or whisper, By all ye leave or do, The silent, sullen peoples Shall weigh your Gods and you.
Página 214 - The tumult and the shouting dies — The captains and the kings depart — Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart.
Página 79 - TAKE up the White Man's burden — Send forth the best ye breed — Go bind your sons to exile To serve your captives' need; To wait in heavy harness, On fluttered folk and wild — Your new-caught, sullen peoples, Half-devil and half-child.
Página 71 - All heavy-winged with brine, Here lies above the folded crest The Channel's leaden line; And here the sea-fogs lap and cling, And here, each warning each, The sheep-bells and the ship-bells ring Along the hidden beach. We have no waters to delight Our broad and brookless vales — Only the dewpond on the height Unfed, that never fails...
Página 79 - Take up the White Man's burden — Send forth the best ye breed — Go bind your sons to exile To serve your captives' need; To wait in heavy harness On fluttered folk and wild — Your new-caught, sullen peoples, Half devil and half child. Take up the White Man's Burden...
Página 213 - ath it come to me — not pride, Nor yet conceit, but on the 'ole (If such a term may be applied), The makin's of a bloomin' soul. But now, discharged, I fall away To do with little things again. . . . Gawd, 'oo knows all I cannot say, Look after me in Thamesfontein ! // England was what England seems An not the England of our dreams, But only putty, brass, an paint, 'Ow quick we'd chuck 'er!
Página 59 - Ores you'll find there; wood and cattle; water-transit sure and steady (That should keep the railway rates down), coal and iron at your doors. God took care to hide that country till He judged His people ready, Then He chose me for His Whisper, and I've found it, and it's yours! Yes, your "Never-never country" — yes, your "edge of cultivation " And "no sense in going further" — till I crossed the range to see.
Página 108 - All we have of freedom, all we use or know — This our fathers bought for us long and long ago. Ancient Right unnoticed as the breath we draw — Leave to live by no man's leave, underneath the Law.