Poet Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling Poems

  • 1.  
    If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
    Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street.Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
  • 2.  
    Heh! Walk her round. Heave, ah, heave her short again!
    Over, snatch her over, there, and hold her on the pawl.Loose all sail, and brace your yards aback and full-
  • 3.  
    I am made all things to all men-
    Hebrew, Roman, and Greek- In each one's tongue I speal,
  • 4.  
    You may talk o' gin and beer
    When you're quartered safe out ‘ere,An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it;
  • 5.  
    If you can keep your head when all about you
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
  • 6.  
    Unto whose use the pregnant suns are poised,
    With idiot moons and stars retracting stars?Creep thou between-thy coming's all unnoised.
  • 7.  
    THAT HE SANG AT THE COUNCIL ROCK WHEN HE DANCED ON SHERE KHAN'S HIDE

  • 8.  
    God of our fathers, known of old-
    Lord of our far-flung battle line-Beneath whose awful hand we hold
  • 9.  
    Speakin' in general, I'ave tried 'em all
    The ‘appy roads that take you o'er the world.Speakin' in general, I'ave found them good
  • 10.  
    When the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride,
    He shouts to scare the monster, who will often turn aside.But the she-bear thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail.
  • 11.  
    We knew thee of old,
    Oh divinely restored,By the light of thine eyes
  • 12.  
    After the burial-parties leave
    And the baffled kites have fled;The wise hyaenas come out at eve
  • 13.  
    Here come I to my own again,
    Fed, forgiven and known again,Claimed by bone of my bone again
  • 14.  
    Life's all getting and giving,
    I've only myself to give.What shall I do for a living?
  • 15.  
    Will you conquer my heart with your beauty; my sould going out from afar?
    Shall I fall to your hand as a victim of crafty and cautions shikar?
  • 16.  
    I have made for you a song
    And it may be right or wrong,But only you can tell me if it's true.
  • 17.  
    Father and Mother, and Me,
    Sister and Auntie sayAll the people like us are We,
  • 18.  
    Dim dawn behind the tamerisks-the sky is saffron-yellow-
    As the women in the village grind the corn,And the parrots seek the riverside, each calling to his fellow
  • 19.  
    My new-cut ashlar takes the light
    Where crimson-blank the windows flare;By my own work, before the night,
  • 20.  
    There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield
    And the ricks stand gray to the sun,Singing:-'Over then, come over, for the bee has quit the clover
  • 21.  
    The Camel's hump is an ugly lump
    Which well you may see at the Zoo;But uglier yet is the hump we get
  • 22.  
    Oh! hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us,
    And black are the waters that sparkled so green.The moon, o'er the combers, looks downward to find us
  • 23.  
    R. L. Stevenson

  • 24.  
    Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order,
    And hied away to the Hurrum Hills above the Afghan border,To sit on a rock with a heliograph; but ere he left he taught
  • 25.  
    Our gloves are stiff with the frozen blood,
    Our furs with the drifted snow,As we come in with the seal--the seal!
  • 26.  
    (In Memory of a Commission)
    Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt,
  • 27.  
    (Soudan Expeditionary Force)

  • 28.  
    You call yourself a man,
    For all you used to swear,An' leave me, as you can,
  • 29.  
    By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward to the sea,
    There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks o' me;For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the temple-bells they say:
  • 30.  
    If I were hanged on the highest hill,
    Mother o- mine, O mother o- mine! I know whose love would follow me still,
  • 31.  
    Pit where the buffalo cooled his hide,
    By the hot sun emptied, and blistered and dried;Log in the plume-grass, hidden and lone;
  • 32.  
    Once on a time, the ancient legends tell,
    Truth, rising from the bottom of her well,Looked on the world, but, hearing how it lied,
  • 33.  
    I keep six honest serving-men
    (They taught me all I knew);Their names are What and Why and When
  • 34.  
    Three things make earth unquiet
    And four she cannot brookThe godly Agur counted them
  • 35.  
    When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East
    'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast,An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased
  • 36.  
    Roses red and roses white
    Plucked I for my love's delight.She would none of all my posies--
  • 37.  
    Where run your colts at pasture?
    Where hide your mares to breed?'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap
  • 38.  
    If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
    Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street.Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
  • 39.  
    When Earth's last picture is painted
    And the tubes are twisted and driedWhen the oldest colors have faded
  • 40.  
    March! The mud is cakin' good about our trousies.
    Front! -- eyes front, an' watch the Colour-casin's drip.Front! The faces of the women in the 'ouses
  • 41.  
    When a lover hies abroad
    Looking for his love,Azrael smiling sheathes his sword,
  • 42.  
    They shut the road through the woods
    Seventy years ago.Weather and rain have undone it again,
  • 43.  
    There was no one like 'im, 'Orse or Foot,
    Nor any o' the Guns I knew;An' because it was so, why, o' course 'e went an' died,
  • 44.  
    If down here I chance to die,
    Solemnly I beg you takeAll that is left of "I"
  • 45.  
    My garden blazes brightly with the rose-bush and the peach,
    And the koil sings above it, in the siris by the well,From the creeper-covered trellis comes the squirrel's chattering speech,
  • 46.  
    A fool there was and he made his prayer
    (Even as you and I!)To a rag and a bone and a hank of hair
  • 47.  
    A Song of Instruction
    The men that fought at Minden, they was rookies in their time --
  • 48.  
    A great and glorious thing it is
    To learn, for seven years or so,The Lord knows what of that and this,
  • 49.  
    Prelude to "Stalky & Co."

  • 50.  
    What is the song the children sing,
    When doorway lilacs bloom in Spring,And the Schools are loosed, and the games are played
Total 550 poems written by Rudyard Kipling

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