Rudyard Kipling Poems
|401.||In the House of Suddhoo||1/3/2003|
|405.||I Keep Six Honest...||1/3/2003|
|406.||Hymn to Physical Pain||1/3/2003|
|407.||Hymn Before Action||12/31/2002|
|408.||Hunting Song of the Seeonee Pack||1/3/2003|
|409.||How the Whale Got His Throat||1/3/2003|
|410.||How the Rhinoceros got His Skin||1/3/2003|
|411.||How the Leopard Got His Spots||1/3/2003|
|412.||How the Camel Got His Hump||1/3/2003|
|413.||How It All Began||1/3/2003|
|414.||How Fear Came||1/3/2003|
|415.||His Wedded Wife||1/3/2003|
|418.||Helen All Alone||1/3/2003|
|419.||Harp Song of the Dane Women||1/3/2003|
|420.||Half-Ballad of Waterval||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.