Ballads and Barrack-room Ballads

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Macmillan, 1893 - 217 стор.

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Сторінка 11 - Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment Seat; But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth, When two strong men stand face to face, though they come from the ends of the earth!
Сторінка 153 - For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Chuck him out, the brute!' But it's "Saviour of 'is country" when the guns begin to shoot; An' it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' anything you please; An' Tommy ain'ta bloomin' fool — you bet that Tommy sees!
Сторінка 149 - What's that so black agin the sun ?" said Files-on-Parade. "It's Danny fightin' 'ard for life," the Colour-Sergeant said. "What's that that whimpers over'ead?" said Files-on-Parade "It's Danny's soul that's passin' now,
Сторінка 4 - And he has lifted the Colonel's mare that is the Colonel's pride: He has lifted her out of the stable-door between the dawn and the day, And turned the calkins upon her feet, and ridden her far away. Then up and spoke the Colonel's son that led a troop of the Guides: " Is there never a man of all my men can say where Kamal hides?
Сторінка 5 - The Colonel's son to the Fort has won, they bid him stay to eat — Who rides at the tail of a Border thief, he sits not long at his meat.
Сторінка 197 - Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst, Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an...
Сторінка 195 - I seed her first a-smokin' of a whackin' white cheroot, An' a-wastin' Christian kisses on an 'eathen idol's foot: Bloomin' idol made o' mud Wot they called the Great Gawd Budd Plucky lot she cared for idols when I kissed 'er where she stud! On the road to Mandalay . . . When the mist was on the rice-fields an
Сторінка 149 - is beer a score o' times," said Files-on-Parade. '"E's drinkin' bitter beer alone," the Colour-Sergeant said. They are hangin' Danny Deever, you must mark 'im to 'is place, For 'e shot a comrade sleepin' — you must look 'im in the face; Nine 'undred of 'is county an' the regiment's disgrace, While they're hangin
Сторінка 113 - From The Virgins my mid-sea course was ta'en "Over a thousand islands lost in an idle main, " Where the sea-egg flames on the coral and the long-backed breakers croon "Their endless ocean legends to the lazy, locked lagoon.
Сторінка 103 - Now, if we could win to the Eden Tree where the Four Great Rivers flow, And the Wreath of Eve is red on the turf as she left it long ago, And if we could come when the sentry slept and softly scurry through, By the favour of God we might know as much — as our father Adam knew.

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