Rudyard Kipling – A Ballade of Jakko Hill

One moment bid the horses wait, Since tiffin is not laid till three, Below the upward path and straight You climbed a year ago with me. Love came upon us suddenly And loosed -- an idle hour to kill -- A headless, armless armory That smote us both on Jakko Hill. Ah...

Rudyard Kipling – Justice

Across a world where all men grieve    And grieving strive the more, The great days range like tides and leave     Our dead on every shore. Heavy the load we undergo,     And our own hands prepare, If we have parley with the foe,  ...

Rudyard Kipling – The Bell Buoy

They christened my brother of old—    And a saintly name he bears— They gave him his place to hold    At the head of the belfry-stairs,    Where the minster-towers stand And the breeding kestrels cry.    Would I change with my...

Rudyard Kipling – Harp Song of the Dane Women

“The Knights of the Joyous Venture” — Puck of Pook’s Hill What is a woman that you forsake her, And the hearth-fire and the home-acre, To go with the old grey Widow-maker? She has no house to lay a guest in — But one chill bed for all to rest in, That the pale suns...

Rudyard Kipling – The Children

("The Honours of War"—A Diversity of Creatures) 1914-18 These were our children who died for our lands: they were dear in our sight.     We have only the memory left of their home-treasured sayings and laughter.     The price of our loss shall be...