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Stran 96 - 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 15 - An' a Zulu impi dished us up in style: But all we ever got from such as they Was pop to what the Fuzzy made us swaller; We 'eld our bloomin' own, the papers say, But man for man the Fuzzy knocked us 'oiler.
Stran 61 - 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' 'er cheek agin my cheek We useter watch the steamers an' the hathis pilin
Stran 87 - And he has lifted the Colonel's mare that is the Colonel's pride: He has lifted her out of the stable-door between the dawn and the day, And turned the calkins upon her feet, and ridden her far away. Then up and spoke the Colonel's son that led a troop of the Guides : ' Is there never a man of all my men can say where Kamal hides...
Stran 74 - We're poor little lambs who've lost our way, Baa! Baa! Baa! We're little black sheep who've gone astray, Baa — aa — aa! Gentlemen-rankers out on the spree, Damned from here to Eternity, God ha
Stran 28 - When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it; But when it comes to slaughter You will do your work on water, An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it. Now in Injia's sunny clime, Where I used to spend my time A-servin...
Stran 14 - 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
Stran 6 - is coffin on the ground; An' 'e'll swing in 'arf a minute for a sneakin' shootin' hound — O they're hangin' Danny Deever in the mornin'! '"Is cot was right-'and cot to mine," said Files-onParade. "E's sleepin' out an' far to-night," the ColourSergeant said. "I've drunk 'is beer a score o' times," said Files-onParade. "E's drinkin' bitter beer alone," the Colour-Sergeant said. They are hangin...