 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...  Vampire - Сторінка 74автори: Rudyard Kipling - 1901 - 159 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1890 - 294 стор.
...offer — save to handle 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 sun -wash on the brine, I am paid in full for service — would that service still were mine ! Yet... | |
 | David Starr Jordan - 1894 - 324 стор.
...the welt the whips have left me, By the scars that never heal, By the eyes grown old with staring At the sun-wash on the brine, I am paid in full for service, Would that service still were mine." — Kipling. Freedom; a fundamental need of human beings for their own development. LECTURE XXVII.... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1900 - 334 стор.
...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 sun- wash on the brine, I am paid in full for service — would that service still were mine! Yet they... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1899 - 408 стор.
...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...mine! Yet they talk of times and seasons and of woe tie years bring forth, Of our galley swamped and shattered in the rollers of the North. When the niggers... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1899 - 344 стор.
...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;...through the sunwash on the brine, I am paid in full for service—would that service still were mine! Yet they talk of times and seasons and of woe the years... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1899 - 326 стор.
...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 sun- wash on the brine, I am paid in full for service — would that service still were mine ! Yet... | |
 | 1901 - 526 стор.
...a hundred battle fields. "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...for service — would that service still were mine." Or has not Carlyle seen truth and beauty in the humblest experiences of industrial life when he says... | |
 | Arthur Stanley - 1901 - 408 стор.
...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;...through the sunwash on the brine, I am paid in full for service—would that service still were mine! Yet they talk of times and seasons and of woe the years... | |
 | University of Colorado. Department of Psychology and Education - 1902 - 588 стор.
...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,...for service — would that service still were mine!" The prisoner of Chillon says, "I learned to love despair. My very chains and I grew friends. So much... | |
 | University of Colorado. Department of Psychology and Education - 1903 - 564 стор.
...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,...for service — would that service still were mine!" The prisoner of Chillon says, "I learned to love despair. My very chains and I grew friends, So much... | |
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