Poems of Rudyard Kipling
|21.||A Pict Song||1/3/2003|
|22.||A Pilgrim's Way||12/31/2002|
|25.||A Rector's Memory||1/3/2003|
|26.||A Ripple Song||1/3/2003|
|27.||A School Song||1/3/2003|
|28.||A Servant When He Reigneth||1/1/2004|
|29.||A Smuggler's Song||1/3/2003|
|31.||A Song in Storm||1/3/2003|
|32.||A Song of Kabir||1/1/2004|
|33.||A Song of the English||12/31/2002|
|34.||Alnaschar and the Oxen||3/29/2010|
|36.||An Astrologer's Song||12/31/2002|
|37.||An Imperial Rescript||12/31/2002|
|38.||An Old Song||1/3/2003|
The First Chantey
Mine was the woman to me, darkling I found her;
Haling her dumb from the camp, took her and bound her.
Hot rose her tribe on our track ere I had proved her;
Hearing her laugh in the gloom, greatly I loved her.
Swift through the forest we ran; none stood to guard us,
Few were my people and far; then the flood barred us --
Him we call Son of the Sea, sullen and swollen.
Panting we waited the death, stealer and stolen.