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Сторінка 240 - If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe — Such boasting as the Gentiles use Or lesser breeds without the Law — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget! For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard — All valiant dust that builds on dust, And guarding calls not Thee to guard — For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Сторінка 176 - 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 68 - I know she thinks o' me; For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the templebells they say : " Come you back, you British soldier ; come you back to Mandalay!" Come you back to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay : Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin
Сторінка 174 - I hold by the blood of my clan: Take up the mare for my father's gift - by God, she has carried a man!' The red mare ran to the Colonel's son, and nuzzled against his breast; 'We be two strong men/ said Kamal then, 'but she loveth the younger best.
Сторінка 239 - The tumult and the shouting dies — The captains and the kings depart — Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart.
Сторінка 70 - Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst, Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an...
Сторінка 48 - ills, The Boers knocked us silly at a mile, The Burman give us Irriwaddy chills, An' a Zulu impi dished us up in style : But all we ever got from such as they Was pop to what the Fuzzy made us swaller; We 'eld our bloomin' own, the papers say, But man for man the Fuzzy knocked us 'oiler.
Сторінка 128 - Open the old cigar-box — let me consider anew — Old friends, and who is Maggie that I should abandon you! A million surplus Maggies are willing to bear the yoke ; And a woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a Smoke.
Сторінка 46 - eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too, But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you; An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints: Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints; While it's Tommy this, an
Сторінка 173 - Lightly answered the Colonel's son : — ' Do good to bird and beast, But count who come for the broken meats before thou makest a feast. If there should follow a thousand swords to carry my bones away, Belike the price of a jackal's meal were more than a thief could pay. They will feed their horse on the standing crop, their men on the garnered grain, The thatch of the byres will serve their fires when all the cattle are slain. But if thou thinkest the price be...