The Writings in Prose and Verse of Rudyard Kipling, Volumen14,Parte2Scribner's, 1899 |
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... laughed ; and the farmer put his head out of a window and said that Evans was no gentleman . But .007 was very sober . He had never seen a wreck before , and it frightened him . The crew still laughed , but they worked at the same time ...
... laughed ; and the farmer put his head out of a window and said that Evans was no gentleman . But .007 was very sober . He had never seen a wreck before , and it frightened him . The crew still laughed , but they worked at the same time ...
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... laughed . The reins were caught up anyhow in the tips of his strapped left hand , and he never pretended to rely on them . He knew The Cat would answer to the least pressure of the leg , and by way of show- ing off - for his shoulder ...
... laughed . The reins were caught up anyhow in the tips of his strapped left hand , and he never pretended to rely on them . He knew The Cat would answer to the least pressure of the leg , and by way of show- ing off - for his shoulder ...
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... laughed or shivered with a simple heart ; and she introduced me to a new world of doctors ' wives , captains ' wives , and engineers ' wives , whose whole talk and thought centred in and about ships and lines of ships you have never ...
... laughed or shivered with a simple heart ; and she introduced me to a new world of doctors ' wives , captains ' wives , and engineers ' wives , whose whole talk and thought centred in and about ships and lines of ships you have never ...
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... laughed aloud together . " It was left , " said McPhee , choking . “ Ou , ay , it was left . That's vara good . Of course it was left . Janet , d'ye note that ? It was left . Now if you'd put that in your pamphlet it would have been ...
... laughed aloud together . " It was left , " said McPhee , choking . “ Ou , ay , it was left . That's vara good . Of course it was left . Janet , d'ye note that ? It was left . Now if you'd put that in your pamphlet it would have been ...
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... laughed at it . But the warst was at the last . She'd a great clumsy iron twelve - foot Thresher propeller- Aitcheson designed the Kite's - an ' just on the tail o ' the shaft , behind the boss , was a red weepin ' crack ye could ha ...
... laughed at it . But the warst was at the last . She'd a great clumsy iron twelve - foot Thresher propeller- Aitcheson designed the Kite's - an ' just on the tail o ' the shaft , behind the boss , was a red weepin ' crack ye could ha ...
Términos y frases comunes
adjutant ain't Arab Archangels Badalia ball Bannister began Bell Benami black pony blinkers boat body-snatcher Breslau Brugglesmith brushwood brushwood-pile Buchonian buggle called cars Corks Cottar curick Dempsey dinghy dinner Distinguished Service Order doctor dreams drink E's goin engine-room engineer eyes Faiz-Ullah girl Grey Dawn Grotkau Gunnison Street half hand head heard Herodsfoot Holdock hot-box hundred Induna Jenny keep kicked Kittiwynk knew Laddie Lammergeyer Larut Lascar Loo's mother laughed looked Lutyens Maltese Cat Master Georgie McPhee McRimmon miles minute navvy never night play Polaris policeman Poney ponies pound Powell Purple Emperor regiment road round Sargent Shikast Shiraz shoulder shouted side Skidars Steiner stood tail talk tell There's things Thirty-Mile Ride told took track Visigoth voice What's Who's Wilton woman yards Yon's young Zuleika
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Página 15 - All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.
Página 202 - IF the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again. Far or forgot to me is near; Shadow and sunlight are the same; The vanished gods to me appear; And one to me are shame and fame. They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; I am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
Página 162 - 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 37 - O TRINITY of love and power, Our brethren shield in danger's hour ; From rock and tempest, fire and foe, Protect them wheresoe'er they go ; Thus evermore shall rise to Thee Glad hymns of praise from land and -sea.
Página 37 - Strikes me they'll go on singing that hymn all night. Imperfect sort of doctrine in the last lines, don't you think? They might have run in an extra verse specifying sudden collapse — like the Visigoth's. I'm going on to the bridge, now. Good-night,' said the Captain. And I was left alone with the steady thud, thud, of the screw and the gentle creaking of the boats at the davits. That made me shudder. THE SOLID MULDOON Did ye see John Malone, wid his shinin', brand-new hat ? Did ye see how he walked...
Página 226 - Girls and boys, come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, And come with your playfellows into the street. Come with a whoop, come with a call, Come with a good will or not at all.
Página 53 - Cat did not complain much when the veterinary surgeon said that he would be no good for polo any more. When Lutyens married, his wife did not allow him to play, so he was forced to be an umpire; and his pony on these occasions was a fleabitten grey with a neat polo-tail, lame all round, but desperately quick on his feet, and, as everybody knew, Past Pluperfect Prestissimo Player of the Game.
Página 166 - e wants to be confirmed an' all that. 'E won't never lead no new life, nor 'is wife won't get no good out o' all the money you gives 'im. No more you can't pauperise them as 'asn't things to begin with. They're bloomin
Página 43 - Skidars' regiment as had leave to attend the match— about half the native officers, and a hundred or two dark, black-bearded men with the regimental pipers nervously fingering the big, beribboned bagpipes. The Skidars were what they call a Pioneer regiment, and the bagpipes made the national music of half their men.
Página 44 - ... riders were excellent players, but they were a team of crack players instead of a crack team ; and that made all the difference in the world. They honestly meant to play together, but it is very hard for four men, each the best of the team he is picked from, to remember that in polo no brilliancy of hitting or riding makes up for playing alone. Their captain shouted his orders to them by name, and it is a curious thing that if you call his name aloud in public after an Englishman you make him...