Learn More

Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

To the Companions


How comes it that, at even-tide,
When level beams should show most truth,
Man, failing, takes unfailing pride
In memories of his frolic youth?

Venus and Liber fill their hour;
The games engage, the law-courts prove;
Till hardened life breeds love of power
Or Avarice, Age's final love.

Yet at the end, these comfort not--
Nor any triumph Fate decrees--
Compared with glorious, unforgot--
Ten innocent enormities

Of frontless days before the beard,
When, instant on the casual jest,
The God Himself of Mirth appeared
And snatched us to His heaving breast

And we--not caring who He was
But certain He would come again--
Accepted all He brought to pass
As Gods accept the lives of men...

Then He withdrew from sight and speech,
Nor left a shrine. How comes it now,
While Charon's keel grates on the beach,
He calls so clear: "Rememberest thou?"

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read poems about / on: beach, pride, fate, power, truth, god, love, life, memory

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (To the Companions by Rudyard Kipling )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. The Saddest Poem, Pablo Neruda
  2. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  3. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  4. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  5. I Knew a Woman, Theodore Roethke
  6. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  7. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
  9. A Little While, Dante Gabriel Rossetti
  10. No Man Is An Island, John Donne

Poem of the Day

poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti

A little while a little love
The hour yet bears for thee and me
Who have not drawn the veil to see
If still our heaven be lit above.
Thou merely, at the day's last sigh,
...... Read complete »

   

New Poems

  1. You, Joseph Archer
  2. दुखुनि मोदै हुगारनानै, Ronjoy Brahma
  3. Colorful Dots-1, Pranab K. Chakraborty
  4. Be The Candle, Neela Nath
  5. A Very Simple Song, Joseph Archer
  6. Yule Log, GRANT FRASER
  7. Necromancy, DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
  8. Song For A Fisherman, Joseph Archer
  9. Saturday's Sultry Soho Spinster {Alliter.., Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR
  10. A Rare Beauty Beheld!, Valsa George
[Hata Bildir]