Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling
Joseph Rudyard Kipling; 30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936) was an English journalist, short-story writer, poet, and novelist...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth30 December 1865
CityMumbai, India
sleep police uniforms
Yes, making mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep
years mind half
They copied all they could copy, But they couldn't copy my mind; And I left them sweatin' and stealin', A year and a half behind.
brother tails behinds
Brother, thy tail hangs down behind.
temptation sloth lazy
It is always a temptation to a rich and lazy nation, To puff and look important and to say:- 'Though we know we should defeat you, we have not the time to meet you, We will therefore pay you cash to go away.'
substance done records
I wasted my substance, I know I did, on riotous living, so I did, but there's nothing on record to show I did more than my betters have done.
shoes two brain
Something I owe to the soil that grew-More to the life that fed-But most to Allah who gave me two Separate sides of my head. I would go without shirt or shoes, Friends, tobacco, or bread Sooner than for an instant lose Either side of my head.
judging done littles
Be slow to judge for we know little of what has been done and nothing of what has been resisted.
funny marriage cigarette-smoke
A woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke.
men snow frozen
There was a young man of Quebec Who was frozen in snow to his neck, When asked, 'Are you Friz?' He replied, 'Yes I is, But we don't call this cold in Quebec.'
sheep black gentleman
We're poor little lambs who've lost our way, Baa! Baa! Baa! We're little black sheep who've gone astray, Baa-aa-aa! Gentlemen-rankers out on the spree, Damned from here to Eternity, God ha' mercy on such as we, Baa! Yah! Bah!
morning dark night
At two o'clock in the morning, if you open your window and listen, You will hear the feet of the Wind that is going to call the sun. And the trees in the Shadow rustle and the trees in the moonlight glisten, And though it is deep, dark night, you feel that the night is done.
love done ladders
We have done with Hope and Honour. we are lost to Love and Truth, We are dropping down the ladder rung by rung; And the measure of our torment is the measure of our youth. God help us, for we knew the worst too young!
mothers-day mom mother-daughter
God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.
captains ships gale
When a crew and a captain understand each other to the core, it takes a gale, and more than a gale, to put their ship ashore.