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Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling Poems
| 321. | With Scindia To Delhi | 12/31/2002 |
| 322. | The Butterfly That Stamped | 1/3/2003 |
| 323. | Azrael's Count | 12/31/2002 |
| 324. | The Wage-Slaves | 12/31/2002 |
| 325. | Merrow Down | 1/3/2003 |
| 326. | Lichtenberg | 1/3/2003 |
| 327. | Columns | 1/3/2003 |
| 328. | For To Admire | 12/31/2002 |
| 329. | The Ballad Of East And West | 12/31/2002 |
| 330. | Belts | 12/31/2002 |
| 331. | Gallio's Song | 1/3/2003 |
| 332. | Red Dog | 1/3/2003 |
| 333. | Helen All Alone | 1/3/2003 |
| 334. | At His Execution | 12/31/2002 |
| 335. | Certain Maxims Of Hafiz | 1/3/2003 |
| 336. | The Betrothed | 12/31/2002 |
| 337. | Pharaoh And The Sergeant | 1/3/2003 |
| 338. | The Disciple | 1/3/2003 |
| 339. | Gertrude's Prayer | 1/3/2003 |
| 340. | Dedication | 1/3/2003 |
| 341. | The Broken Men | 12/31/2002 |
| 342. | Lukannon | 1/3/2003 |
| 343. | Outsong In The Jungle | 1/3/2003 |
| 344. | Loot | 12/31/2002 |
| 345. | Two Kopjes | 12/31/2002 |
| 346. | Quiquern | 1/3/2003 |
| 347. | Ballad Of Fisher's Boarding-House | 1/3/2003 |
| 348. | Covenant | 1/3/2003 |
| 349. | Dinah In Heaven | 1/3/2003 |
| 350. | Rimini | 1/3/2003 |
| 351. | Rebirth | 1/3/2003 |
| 352. | Bill 'Awkins | 12/31/2002 |
| 353. | The Two-Sided Man | 12/31/2002 |
| 354. | Army Headquarters | 12/31/2002 |
| 355. | A Song Of The English | 12/31/2002 |
| 356. | Romulus And Remus | 1/3/2003 |
| 357. | Ulster | 12/31/2002 |
| 358. | The Story Of Uriah | 12/31/2002 |
| 359. | The Mother's Son | 1/3/2003 |
| 360. | Gods Of The East | 1/3/2003 |
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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 ...
The Wishing-Caps
Life's all getting and giving,
I've only myself to give.
What shall I do for a living?
I've only one life to live.
End it? I'll not find another.
Spend it? But how shall I best?
Sure the wise plan is to live like a man
And Luck may look after the rest!
Largesse! Largesse, Fortune!
Mr Kipling might have born in India, but i did not in some of his poetry like the potryal of India.