Rudyard Kipling (30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)
Poems of Rudyard Kipling
|381.||The Light That Failed||1/1/2004|
|382.||The Liner She's A Lady||12/31/2002|
|383.||The Long Trail||1/3/2003|
|384.||The Lost Legion||12/31/2002|
|385.||The Love Song of Har Dyal||1/3/2003|
|386.||The Lovers' Litany||1/3/2003|
|387.||The Lowestoft Boat||1/3/2003|
|388.||The Man Who Could Write||1/3/2003|
|389.||The Mare's Nest||1/3/2003|
|390.||The Married Man||1/3/2003|
|391.||The Masque of Plenty||1/3/2003|
|393.||The Men That Fought At Minden||12/31/2002|
|396.||The Miracle of Purun Bhagat||1/3/2003|
|399.||The Morning Song of the Jungle||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.