Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

The Progress Of The Spark - Poem by Rudyard Kipling

XVIth Circuit -- Donne


This spark now set, retarded, yet forbears
To hold her light however so he swears
That turns a metalled crank, and leather cloked,
With some small hammers tappeth hither an yon;

Peering as when she showeth and when is gone;
For wait he must till the vext Power's evoked
That's one with the lightnings. Wait in the showers soaked;
Or by the road-side sunned. She'll not progress.
Poor soul, here taught how great things may by less
Be stayed, to file contacts doth himself address!


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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