Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

Rudyard Kipling Poems

81. The Ballad Of Boh Da Thone 12/31/2002
82. The Song Of The Dead 12/31/2002
83. A Song of the White Men 1/8/2016
84. The Plea Of The Simla Dancers 1/3/2003
85. The Pro-Consuls 1/3/2003
86. The Lost Legion 12/31/2002
87. To A Lady, Persuading Her To A Car 12/31/2002
88. The Master-Cook 1/3/2003
89. The Song Of The English 1/3/2003
90. The Necessitarian 1/3/2003
91. To T. A. 12/31/2002
92. The Love Song Of Har Dyal 1/3/2003
93. The Light That Failed 1/1/2004
94. The Galley-Slave 1/3/2003
95. The Fabulists 1/3/2003
96. The 'Eathen 12/31/2002
97. The King's Job 1/3/2003
98. The Storm Cone 3/29/2010
99. The Anvil 12/31/2002
100. Song Of The Fifth River 1/3/2003
101. The Merchantmen 12/31/2002
102. The Widow's Party 12/31/2002
103. To: Thomas Atkins 3/29/2010
104. The Ballad Of The Clampherdown 1/3/2003
105. The Declaration Of London 1/3/2003
106. The First Chantey 12/31/2002
107. The Gipsy Trail 3/29/2010
108. The Ballad Of Jakko Hill 3/29/2010
109. The Four Points 1/3/2003
110. The Ballad Of The Cars 1/3/2003
111. Tod's Amendment 1/3/2003
112. The Miracles 12/31/2002
113. The Gypsy-Trail 1/3/2003
114. To The Companions 12/31/2002
115. The Recall 1/3/2003
116. The Prayer Of Miriam Cohen 1/3/2003
117. The Naulahka 1/1/2004
118. To James Whitcomb Riley 12/31/2002
119. The Queen's Men 1/3/2003
120. The Juggler's Song 1/3/2003
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 ...

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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!

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