The Works of Rudyard Kipling ...Century Company, 1898 |
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... passed away . The light - frame of the thousand lenses circled on its rollers , and the com- pressed - air engine that drove it hummed like a blue- bottle under a glass . The hand of the indicator on the wall pulsed from mark to mark ...
... passed away . The light - frame of the thousand lenses circled on its rollers , and the com- pressed - air engine that drove it hummed like a blue- bottle under a glass . The hand of the indicator on the wall pulsed from mark to mark ...
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... passed within a quarter of a mile of the Wurlee Light at the north end , in seventeen fathom o ' water , the tide against her . Dowse took the trouble to come out with Challong in a little prow that they had , -all bamboos and leakage ...
... passed within a quarter of a mile of the Wurlee Light at the north end , in seventeen fathom o ' water , the tide against her . Dowse took the trouble to come out with Challong in a little prow that they had , -all bamboos and leakage ...
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... passed to the Light , touched something that clicked , and the glare ceased with a suddenness that was pain . Day had come , and the Channel needed St. Cecilia no longer . The sea - fog rolled back from the cliffs in trailed wreaths and ...
... passed to the Light , touched something that clicked , and the glare ceased with a suddenness that was pain . Day had come , and the Channel needed St. Cecilia no longer . The sea - fog rolled back from the cliffs in trailed wreaths and ...
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... passed , the rocking , fidgeting , and mutter- ing broke out again . The sunset was dying , and the elephants heaved and swayed dead black against the one sheet of rose - red low down in the dusty gray sky . It was at the beginning of ...
... passed , the rocking , fidgeting , and mutter- ing broke out again . The sunset was dying , and the elephants heaved and swayed dead black against the one sheet of rose - red low down in the dusty gray sky . It was at the beginning of ...
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... passed me . Me havin ' nowhere to go except to Clink , I stud in the road wid the rifle , a Snider an ' no amm'nition , philosophisin ' upon the rear ind av the animal . All round me , miles and miles , there was howlin ' desolation ...
... passed me . Me havin ' nowhere to go except to Clink , I stud in the road wid the rifle , a Snider an ' no amm'nition , philosophisin ' upon the rear ind av the animal . All round me , miles and miles , there was howlin ' desolation ...
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Página 326 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Página 114 - Spanish sailors with bearded lips, And the beauty and mystery of the ships, And the magic of the sea. And the voice of that wayward song Is singing and saying still: 'A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Página 121 - Sooner than the word was spoken Flew the yeoman's shaft; Einar's bow in twain was broken, Einar only laughed. "What was that?" said Olaf, standing On the quarter-deck. "Something heard I like the stranding Of a shattered wreck.
Página 114 - ... somewhere in the sea, you know"; and, delighted with my paltry five pounds, had gone out to buy the notions of other men, that these might teach him how to write. I had the consolation of knowing that this notion was mine by right of purchase, and I thought that I could make something of it. When next he came to me he was drunk— royally drunk on many poets for the first time revealed to him. His pupils were dilated, his words tumbled over each other, and he wrapped himself in quotations. Most...
Página 106 - OR ever the knightly years were gone With the old world to the grave, I was a King in Babylon And you were a Christian Slave.
Página 400 - ... as an Arab Of thy beloved. Cling with life to the maid; But when the surprise, First vague shadow of surmise Flits across her bosom young, Of a joy apart from thee, Free be she, fancy-free; Nor thou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer diadem. Though thou loved her as thyself, As a self of purer clay, Though her parting dims the day, Stealing grace from all alive; Heartily know, When half-gods go. The gods arrive.
Página i - Lo, this only have I found, that God hath made man upright; but they have sought out many inventions.
Página 289 - The hot sun had dried it to a dusky gold-beater-skin film, cracked lozenge-wise by the heat, and as the wind rose each lozenge, rising a little, curled up at the edges as if it were a dumb tongue. Then a heavier gust blew all away down wind in grains of dark coloured dust. It was too hot to stand in the sunshine before breakfast. The men were all in barracks talking the matter over. A knot of soldiers...
Página v - Thy face is far from this our war — Our call and counter-cry. I shall not find Thee quick and kind, Nor know Thee till I die. Enough for me in dreams to see And touch Thy garments' hem — Thy feet have trod so near to God I may not follow them.
Página 1 - twixt us and Thee, dread Lord, A veil 'twixt us and Thee : Lest we should hear too clear, too clear, And unto madness see ! Miriam Cohen.