Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

Comments about Rudyard Kipling

  • lavanya singhvi (4/19/2018 9:49:00 AM)

    Excellent work πŸ€—πŸ€—β˜ΊπŸ’“πŸ’“πŸ‘ŒπŸ€˜πŸ––πŸ‘‹πŸ‘‰πŸ‘ˆπŸ‘‡πŸ‘†

    5 person liked.
    3 person did not like.
  • small jesh (3/22/2018 7:10:00 PM)

    for a fantastic night add @lil-hobbzy

  • Eldon james Nebriaga brown 2 (2/6/2018 6:26:00 AM)

    Barrackroom ballads its urriosly ilarious

  • Dudeodjij (1/23/2018 9:09:00 PM)

    Amazing fuck the people they hate this yeah boy he must be bitching up damn

  • Dudeodjij (1/23/2018 9:08:00 PM)

    Amazing fuck the people they hate this

  • Anthony O’Neill (1/8/2018 8:06:00 AM)

    Just wondering who shapeskear was! Ref one of the more ignorant comments.

  • Rebecca Bruckner (1/2/2018 5:22:00 PM)

    This is a beautiful and moving poem. I read it out loud and it brings chills at the sheer mastery of Mr. Kipling's words. Words to live by! !

  • Zainab Waseem (12/12/2017 11:19:00 AM)

    I like it

  • Jesking Amu Jesking Amu (12/1/2017 7:09:00 PM)

    i just read Robert's poem; if, all i can say is, one doesn't need a long robe and a cross to be an inspiration and a preacher, because Robert has proven that analogy to be false, he's both an inspiration and a preacher. and maybe even more

  • Timbs Nigga (4/2/2017 7:21:00 PM)

    fuk these kipling niggas just study shapeskeare

Best Poem of Rudyard Kipling

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream- -and not make dreams your master;
If you can think- -and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the ...

Read the full of If

Hymn Before Action

The earth is full of anger,
The seas are dark with wrath,
The Nations in their harness
Go up against our path:
Ere yet we loose the legions --
Ere yet we draw the blade,
Jehovah of the Thunders,
Lord God of Battles, aid!

[Report Error]