Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

Rudyard Kipling Poems

361. The King's Task 1/3/2003
362. The Ladies 12/31/2002
363. The Lament Of The Border Cattle Thief 12/31/2002
364. The Land 1/3/2003
365. The Landau 1/3/2003
366. The Last Chantey 12/31/2002
367. The Last Department 1/3/2003
368. The Last Lap 1/3/2003
369. The Last Ode 1/3/2003
370. The Last Of The Light Brigade 1/3/2003
371. The Last Rhyme Of True Thomas 12/31/2002
372. The Last Suttee 12/31/2002
373. The Law Of The Jungle 1/3/2003
374. The Legend Of Evil 12/31/2002
375. The Legend Of Mirth 1/3/2003
376. The Legend Of The Foreign Office 1/3/2003
377. The Legends Of Evil 1/1/2004
378. The Lesson 1/3/2003
379. The Light That Failed 1/1/2004
380. The Liner She's A Lady 12/31/2002
381. The Long Trail 1/3/2003
382. The Lost Legion 12/31/2002
383. The Love Song Of Har Dyal 1/3/2003
384. The Lovers' Litany 1/3/2003
385. The Lowestoft Boat 1/3/2003
386. The Man Who Could Write 1/3/2003
387. The Mare's Nest 1/3/2003
388. The Married Man 1/3/2003
389. The Masque Of Plenty 1/3/2003
390. The Master-Cook 1/3/2003
391. The Men That Fought At Minden 12/31/2002
392. The Merchantmen 12/31/2002
393. The Mine-Sweepers 1/3/2003
394. The Miracle Of Purun Bhagat 1/3/2003
395. The Miracles 12/31/2002
396. The Moral 1/3/2003
397. The Morning Song Of The Jungle 1/3/2003
398. The Mother-Lodge 12/31/2002
399. The Mother's Son 1/3/2003
400. The Native Born 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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