Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

Rudyard Kipling Poems

521. Poor Honest Men 1/3/2003
522. Follow Me 'Ome 12/31/2002
523. A Death-Bed 1/3/2003
524. Tommy 12/31/2002
525. The Men That Fought At Minden 12/31/2002
526. Yet At The Last 1/3/2003
527. The Power Of The Dog 12/31/2002
528. Christmas In India 1/3/2003
529. The Young British Soldier 12/31/2002
530. Blue Roses 1/3/2003
531. In Error 1/3/2003
532. When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted 12/31/2002
533. A Legend Of Truth 1/3/2003
534. A Smuggler's Song 1/3/2003
535. Cupid's Arrows 1/3/2003
536. In Springtime 1/3/2003
537. I Keep Six Honest... 1/3/2003
538. A Ballad Of Burial 12/31/2002
539. Mary, Pity Women! 12/31/2002
540. Cleared 12/31/2002
541. Mother O' Mine 1/3/2003
542. A Servant When He Reigneth 1/1/2004
543. Mandalay 12/31/2002
544. Angutivaun Taina 12/31/2002
545. Gunga Din 12/31/2002
546. Fuzzy-Wuzzy 12/31/2002
547. A Code Of Morals 1/3/2003
548. A Child's Garden 1/3/2003
549. If 12/31/2002

Comments about Rudyard Kipling

  • Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (5/19/2006 9:45:00 AM)

    I did not like Mr Kipling's protryal of india in some of his poems.

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  • Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (5/19/2006 9:44:00 AM)

    Mr Kipling might have born in India, but i did not in some of his poetry like the potryal of India.

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Best Poem of Rudyard Kipling

Gunga Din

You may talk o' gin and beer
When you're quartered safe out 'ere,
An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it;
But when it comes to slaughter
You will do your work on water,
An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it.
Now in Injia's sunny clime,
Where I used to spend my time
A-servin' of 'Er Majesty the Queen,
Of all them blackfaced crew
The finest man I knew
Was our regimental bhisti, Gunga Din.
He was "Din! Din! Din!
You limpin' lump o' brick-dust, Gunga Din!
Hi! slippery ~hitherao~!
Water, get it! ~Panee ...

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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!