Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

Rudyard Kipling Poems

1. The Parting of the Column 6/10/2015
2. Epitaphs Of The War 1/26/2016
3. The Last Chantey 12/31/2002
4. A Song of the White Men 1/8/2016
5. The Songs Of The Lathes 12/31/2002
6. The Ballad Of Fisher's Boarding-House 12/31/2002
7. The Landau 1/3/2003
8. The North Sea Patrol 1/3/2003
9. The Ballad Of Bolivar 12/31/2002
10. The Ballad Of Ahmed Shah 3/29/2010
11. Untitled [you Mustn'T Swim Till You'Re Six Weeks Old] 11/28/2014
12. The Legend Of The Foreign Office 1/3/2003
13. The Lowestoft Boat 1/3/2003
14. The Man Who Could Write 1/3/2003
15. Hymn of Breaking Strain 8/26/2015
16. The Coiner 1/3/2003
17. The Lament Of The Border Cattle Thief 12/31/2002
18. The Press 1/3/2003
19. The City Of Brass 3/24/2010
20. There Was A Small Boy Of Quebec 2/3/2015
21. The Appeal 3/29/2010
22. The Liner She's A Lady 12/31/2002
23. The Song Of The Sons 12/31/2002
24. The Jacket 12/31/2002
25. The Ballad Of Minepit Shaw 1/3/2003
26. The Song Of The Cities 12/31/2002
27. The Conversion Of Aurelian Mcgoggin 1/3/2003
28. 'Tin Fish' 3/3/2015
29. The Cure 1/3/2003
30. To Thomas Atkins 12/31/2002
31. The Legend Of Mirth 1/3/2003
32. The Spies' March 12/31/2002
33. The Fall Of Jock Gillespie 1/3/2003
34. The New Knighthood 1/3/2003
35. The Legends Of Evil 1/1/2004
36. The Last Suttee 12/31/2002
37. The Bother 1/3/2003
38. The Braggart 1/3/2003
39. The Nursing Sister 1/3/2003
40. The Last Ode 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Rudyard Kipling

If

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:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream---and not make dreams your master;
If you can think---and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the ...

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Hymn Before Action

The earth is full of anger,
The seas are dark with wrath,
The Nations in their harness
Go up against our path:
Ere yet we loose the legions --
Ere yet we draw the blade,
Jehovah of the Thunders,
Lord God of Battles, aid!

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