Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)


Poem by Rudyard Kipling

At the hole where he went in
Red-Eye called to Wrinkle-Skin.
Hear what little Red-Eye saith:
"Nag, come up and dance with death! "

Eye to eye and head to head,
(Keep the measure, Nag.)
This shall end when one is dead;
(At thy pleasure, Nag.)

Turn for turn and twist for twist--
(Run and hide thee, Nag.)
Hah! The hooded Death has missed!
( Woe betide thee, Nag!)

Comments about Rikki-Tikki-Tavi by Rudyard Kipling

  • Divyanshu (12/18/2019 9:30:00 AM)

    Krishna flying horse convert into poem(Report)Reply

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  • T L Moss (1/4/2018 5:11:00 PM)

    Mongoose and cobra not mentioned at all. Go figure!(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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