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Pogosti izrazi in povedi
ain't answered Army beggars beneath blind blood bloomin blow Captain carried clear comes dark dead death deep Devil died dropped earth English eyes face fathers fight fire follow ford fought give Gods guard guns hand head hear heard heart held hold honour horse it's Johnnie Kabul keep King knew land learned leave lift light live look loot Lord lost mother never night passed plain play port pride road round seen serve ship sick sing soldier song sons soul stand sword talk tell Thee There's things thou thousand Till took trail true turn Twas wait watch wind women
Priljubljeni odlomki
Stran 65 - Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment Seat; But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth, When two strong men stand face to face, though they come from the ends of the earth!
Stran 3 - What's that so black agin the sun ?" said Files-on-Parade. "It's Danny fightin' 'ard for life," the Colour-Sergeant said. "What's that that whimpers over'ead?" said Files-on-Parade "It's Danny's soul that's passin' now,
Stran 39 - I seed her fust a-smokin' of a whackin' white cheroot, An' a-wastin' Christian kisses on an 'eathen idol's foot: Bloomin' idol made o' mud — Wot they called the Great Gawd Budd — Plucky lot she cared for idols when I kissed 'er where she stud! On the road to Mandalay When the mist was on the rice-fields an' the sun was droppin' slow, She'd git 'er little banjo an' she'd sing " Kulla-lo-lo!" With 'er arm upon my shoulder, an' 'cr cheek agin my cheek, We useter watch the steamers an' the hathis...
Stran 192 - Go to your work and be strong, halting not in your ways, Baulking the end half-won for an instant dole of praise. Stand to your work and be wise — certain of sword and pen, Who are neither children nor Gods, but men in a world of men ! THE FIRST CHANTEY.
Stran 258 - Thy face is far from this our war, Our call and counter-cry, I shall not find Thee quick and kind, Nor know Thee till I die. Enough for me in dreams to see And touch Thy garments' hem : Thy feet have trod so near to God I may not follow them.
Stran 7 - Fuzzy-Wuzzy (Soudan Expeditionary Force) We've fought with many men acrost the seas, An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not: The Paythan an' the Zulu an' Burmese; But the Fuzzy was the finest o' the lot. We never got a ha'porth's change of 'im: 'E squatted in the scrub an' 'ocked our 'orses, 'E cut our sentries up at Suakim, An' 'e played the cat an
Stran 352 - For to admire an' for to see, For to be' old this -world so wide — It never done no good to me, But I can't drop it if I tried!
Stran 40 - Come you back to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay: Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin' from Rangoon to Mandalay? On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!
Stran 165 - The depth and dream of my desire, The bitter paths wherein I stray, Thou knowest Who hast made the Fire, Thou knowest Who hast made the Clay. One stone the more swings to her place In that dread Temple of Thy worth — It is enough that through Thy grace I saw naught common on Thy earth.
Stran 302 - e might require, 'E went an' took — the same as me! The market-girls an fishermen, The shepherds an' the sailors, too, They 'eard old songs turn up again, But kep' it quiet — same as you! They knew 'e stole; 'e knew they knowed. They didn't tell, nor make a fuss, But winked at 'Omer down the road, An' 'e winked back — the same as us!
Bibliografski podatki
| Naslov | Verses, 1889-1896 Količina 11 od The Writings in Prose and Verse of Rudyard Kipling, Rudyard Kipling |
| Avtor | Rudyard Kipling |
| Založnik | Charles Scribner's sons, 1897 |
| Vir izvirnika | Harvardska univerza |
| Pretvorjeno v digitalni zapis | 2 avg 2007 |
| Izvozi navedbo | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |