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Troopin', troopin', troopin' to the sea,

      THE WIDOW'S PARTY

       “Where have you been this while away?”

      FORD O' KABUL RIVER

       Kabul town's by Kabul river,

      GENTLEMEN-RANKERS

       To the legion of the lost ones, to the cohort of the damned,

      ROUTE MARCHIN'

       We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains,

      SHILLIN' A DAY

       My name is O'Kelly, I've heard the Revelly,

      OTHER VERSES

      THE BALLAD OF EAST AND WEST

       Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet,

      THE LAST SUTTEE

       Udai Chand lay sick to death,

      THE BALLAD OF THE KING'S MERCY

       Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told,

      THE BALLAD OF THE KING'S JEST

       When spring-time flushes the desert grass,

      WITH SCINDIA TO DELHI

       The wreath of banquet overnight lay withered on the neck,

      THE BALLAD OF BOH DA THONE

       This is the ballad of Boh Da Thone,

      THE LAMENT OF THE BORDER CATTLE THIEF

       O woe is me for the merry life,

      THE RHYME OF THE THREE CAPTAINS

      … At the close of a winter day,

      THE BALLAD OF THE “CLAMPHERDOWN”

       It was our war-ship Clampherdown,

      THE BALLAD OF THE “BOLIVAR”

       Seven men from all the world back to Docks again,

      THE SACRIFICE OF ER-HEB

       Er-Heb beyond the Hills of Ao-Safai,

      THE EXPLANATION

       Love and Death once ceased their strife,

      THE GIFT OF THE SEA

       The dead child lay in the shroud,

      EVARRA AND HIS GODS

       Read here: This is the story of Evarra—man—,

      THE CONUNDRUM OF THE WORKSHOPS

       When the flush of a new-born sun fell first on Eden's green and gold,

      THE LEGEND OF EVIL

       This is the sorrowful story,

      THE ENGLISH FLAG

       Winds of the World, give answer! They are whimpering to and fro,

      “CLEARED”

       Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt,

      AN IMPERIAL RESCRIPT

       Now this is the tale of the Council the German Kaiser decreed,

      TOMLINSON

       Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost in his house in Berkeley Square,

      L'ENVOI TO “LIFE'S HANDICAP”

       My new-cut ashlar takes the light,

      L'ENVOI

       There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield,

      [In India, the swastika is an ancient symbol of good fortune. Kipling frequently used the swastika in this context.]

      THE SEVEN SEAS

       1891–1896

      DEDICATION

       The Cities are full of pride,

      THE SEVEN SEAS

      A SONG OF THE ENGLISH

       Fair is our lot—O goodly is our heritage!

      The Coastwise Lights

       Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees,

      The Song of the Dead

       Hear now the Song of the Dead—in the North by the torn berg-edges,

      The Deep-Sea Cables

       The wrecks dissolve above us; their dust drops down from afar—,

      The Song of the Sons

       One from the ends of the earth—gifts at an open door—,

      The Song of the Cities

       Royal and Dower-royal, I the Queen,

      England's Answer

       Truly ye come of The Blood; slower to bless than to ban,

      THE FIRST CHANTEY

       Mine was the woman to me, darkling I found her,

      THE LAST CHANTEY

       Thus said The Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim,

      THE MERCHANTMEN

       King Solomon drew merchantmen,

      M'ANDREW'S HYMN

       Lord, Thou hast made this world below the shadow of a dream,

      THE MIRACLES

       I sent a message to my dear,

      THE NATIVE-BORN

       We've drunk to the Queen—God bless her!

      THE KING

       “Farewell, Romance!” the Cave-men said,

      THE RHYME OF THE THREE SEALERS

       Away by the lands of the Japanee,

      THE DERELICT

       I was the staunchest of our fleet,

      THE ANSWER

       A Rose, in tatters, on the garden path,

      THE SONG OF THE BANJO

       You couldn't pack a Broadwood half a mile,

      THE LINER SHE'S A LADY

       The Liner she's a lady, an' she never looks nor 'eeds,

      MULHOLLAND'S CONTRACT

       The fear was on the cattle, for the gale was on the sea,

      ANCHOR SONG

       Heh! Walk her round. Heave, ah heave her short again!

       FROM “MANY INVENTIONS”.

      THE LOST LEGION

       There's a Legion that never was 'listed,

      THE SEA-WIFE

       There dwells a wife by the Northern Gate,

      HYMN BEFORE ACTION

       The earth is full of anger,

      TO THE TRUE ROMANCE

       Thy face is far from this our war,

       FROM “MANY INVENTIONS”.

      THE FLOWERS

       Buy my English posies!

      THE LAST RHYME OF TRUE THOMAS

       The king has called for priest and cup,

      IN THE NEOLITHIC AGE

       In the Neolithic Age savage warfare did I wage,

      THE STORY OF UNG

       Once, on a glittering ice-field, ages and ages ago,

      THE THREE-DECKER

       Full thirty foot she towered from waterline to rail,

      AN


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