Rudyard Kipling Quotes

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When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, and neither will go from the trail,
Lie down till the leaders have spoken—it may be fair words shall prevail.

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No easy hope or lies
Shall bring us to our goal,
But iron sacrifice
Of body, will, and soul.
There is but one task for all—
One life for each to give.
What stands if Freedom fall?
Who dies if England live?

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If I were damned of body and soul,
I know whose prayers would make me whole,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine.

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'E's all 'ot sand an' ginger when alive
An' 'e's generally shammin' when 'e's dead.

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'E's a sort of a bloomin' cosmopolouse—soldier an' sailor too.

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He was the greatest, as he was the hugest, of the war correspondents…and he always opened his conversation with the news that there would be trouble in the Balkans in the spring.

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San Francisco has only one drawback. 'tis hard to leave.

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Smells are surer than sounds or sights
To make your heart-strings crack —
They start those awful voices o'nights
That whisper, "Old man, come back!"

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Such boasting as the Gentiles use,
Or lesser breeds without the Law.

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At twenty the things for which one does not care a damn should, properly, be many, but one must not include mothers in the list.

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Who hath desired the Sea?—the sight of salt water unbounded—
The heave and the halt and the hurl and the crash of the comber wind-hounded?

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If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss.

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Yet there be certain times in a young man's life, when, through great sorrow or sin, all the boy in him is burnt and seared away so that he passes at one step to the more sorrowful state of manhood

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Still the pine-woods scent the noon; still the catbird sings his tune;
Still the autumn sets the maple-forest blazing;
Still the grape-vine through the dusk flings her soul-compelling musk;
Still the fire-flies in the corn make night amazing!
The things that truly last when men and times have passed,
They are all in Pennsylvania this morning!

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As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race,
I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market-Place.
Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall,
And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all.

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She has no strong white arms to fold you,
But the ten-times-fingering weed to hold you—
Out on the rocks where the tide has rolled you.

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For all we take we must pay, but the price is cruel high.

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Never again will I spend another winter in this accursed Bucket shop|bucketshop of a refrigerator called England.

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Go softly by that river side Or when you would depart, You'll find its every winding tied; And knotted round your heart.

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All sensible men are of the same religion, but no sensible man ever tells.

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The masterless man... afflicted with the magic of the necessary words.... Words that may become alive and walk up and down in the hearts of the hearers.

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When the cholera comes — as it will past a doubt — Keep out of the wet and don't go on the shout, For the sickness gets in as the liquor dies out, An' it crumples the young British soldier. Crum-, crum-, crumples the soldier.

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Shere Khan, the Big One, has shifted his hunting grounds. He will hunt among these hills for the next moon, so he has told me.

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In the High and Far-Off Times the Elephant, O Best Beloved, had no trunk. He had only a blackish, bulgy nose, as big as a boot, that he could wiggle about from side to side; but he couldn't pick up things with it.

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Your new-caught, sullen peoples, / Half-devil and half child.

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Then it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' 'Tommy 'ow's yer soul?'
But it's 'Thin red line of 'eroes' when the drums begin to roll.

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Take up the White Man's burden—
And reap his old reward—
The blame of those ye better,
The hate of those ye guard.

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And Ye take mine honour from me if Ye take away the sea!

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The Three in One, the One in Three? Not so! To my own Gods I go. It may be they shall give me greater ease than your cold Christ and tangled Trinities.

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We know that the tail must wag the dog, for the horse is drawn by the cart;
But the Devil whoops, as he whooped of old: It's clever, but is it Art?

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