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Сторінка 2 - There were two men in one city ; the one rich, and the other poor. The rich man had exceeding many flocks and herds: but the poor man had nothing, save one little ewe lamb, which he had bought and nourished up : and it grew up together with him, and with his children; it did eat of his own meat, and drank of his own cup, and lay in his bosom, and was unto him...
Сторінка 65 - 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 66 - 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 76 - They have looked each other between the eyes, and there they found no fault, They have taken the Oath of the Brotherin-Blood on leavened bread and salt : They have taken the Oath of the Brotherin-Blood on fire and fresh-cut sod, On the hilt and the haft of the Khyber knife, and the Wondrous Names of God.
Сторінка 74 - 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 68 - He's up and away from Fort Bukloh as fast as he can fly, Till he was aware of his father's mare in the gut of the Tongue of Jagai, Till he was aware of his father's mare with Kamal upon her back, And when he could spy the white of her eye, he made the pistol crack. He has fired once, he has fired twice, but the whistling ball went wide. "Ye shoot like a soldier,
Сторінка 45 - Is the torrent in spate? He must ford it or swim. Has the rain wrecked the road? He must climb by the cliff. Does the tempest cry "Halt"? What are tempests to him? The Service admits not a "but
Сторінка 69 - Twas only by favor of mine," quoth he "ye rode so long alive: "There was not a rock for twenty mile, there was not a clump of tree, "But covered a man of my own men with his rifle cocked on his knee. "If I had raised...
Сторінка 82 - Said our Lady of the Snows. A Nation spoke to a Nation, A Throne sent word to a Throne: " Daughter am I in my mother's house, But mistress in my own.
Сторінка 74 - Life can offer — save to handle sweep again. By the brand upon my shoulder, by the gall of clinging steel, By the welt the whips have left me, by the scars that never heal ; By eyes grown old with staring through the sunwash on the brine, I am paid in full for service — would that service still were mine!