Rudyard+Kipling

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 * 1) Was born in Bombay, India on December 30, 1865.
 * 2) Was sent to England for his education when he was young.
 * 3) Kipling was admitted to United Services College at Westward Ho! in 1878.
 * 4) While he was there he fell in love with Florence Garrard.
 * 5) She was the model for Maise, a character in Kipling's first novel, __The Light That Failed.__
 * 6) Wrote for his school newspaper and sent one of his poems to his father in India who secretly printed it out as //Schoolboy Lyrics// in 1881, Kipling’s first published work.
 * 7) Kipling joined his parents in Lahore, India in 1882.
 * 8) He was influenced by Edgar Allan Poe, Bret Harte, and Guy de Maupassant.
 * 9) He later took a voyage through China, Japan, and the United States in 1889.
 * 1) In 1892 Kipling settled in Brattleboro, Vermont with his wife Caroline Balestier.
 * 1) Kipling recieved the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1907.
 * 2) Kipling was the youngest person to win the Nobel Prize for Literature.
 * 3) First English-language writer to recieve the award.
 * 4) During his time in America, he wrote some of his best volume of short stories ( //Many Inventions, The Jungle Book, The Second Jungle Book, The Seven Seas,// and //Captains Courageous).//
 * 5) ======Kipling spent several months in South Africa where he wrote on an army, the Friend, and raised funds for soldiers' relief during the Boer War. ======
 * 6) <span style="color: #6c6060; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">Kipling died on January 18, 1936.

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. Three Kippling poems: =// Danny Deever //= = = What are the bugles blowin’ for?' said Files-on-Parade. ‘To turn you out, to turn you out,’ the Colour-Sergeant said.

‘What makes you look so white, so white?’ said Files-on-Parade. ‘I’m dreadin’ what I’ve got to watch,’ the Colour-Sergeant said. For they’re hangin’ Danny Deever, you can hear the Dead March play, The Regiment’s in ’ollow square—they’re hangin’ him to-day; They’ve taken of his buttons off an’ cut his stripes away, An’ they're hangin’ Danny Deever in the mornin’. ‘What makes the rear-rank breathe so ’ard?’ said Files-on-Parade. ‘It’s bitter cold, it's bitter cold,’ the Colour-Sergeant said.

‘What makes that front-rank man fall down?’ said Files-on-Parade.

‘A touch o’ sun, a touch o’ sun,’ the Colour-Sergeant said. They are hangin’ Danny Deever, they are marchin’ of ’im round, They ’ave ’alted Danny Deever by ’is coffin on the ground; An’ ’e’ll swing in ’arf a minute for a sneakin’ shootin’ hound— O they’re hangin’ Danny Deever in the mornin!’ ‘’Is cot was right-’and cot to mine,’ said Files-on-Parade.

‘’E’s sleepin’ out an’ far to-night,’ the Colour-Sergeant said.

‘I’ve drunk ’is beer a score o’ times,’ said Files-on-Parade. ‘’E’s drinkin’ bitter beer alone,’ the Colour-Sergeant said. They are hangin’ Danny Deever, you must mark ’im to ’is place, For ’e shot a comrade sleepin’—you must look ’im in the face; Nine ’undred of ’is county an’ the Regiment’s disgrace, While they’re hangin’ Danny Deever in the mornin’. ‘What’s that so black agin the sun?’ said Files-on-Parade. ‘It’s Danny fightin’ ’ard for life,’ the Colour-Sergeant said. ‘What’s that that whimpers over’ead?’ said Files-on-Parade. ‘It’s Danny’s soul that’s passin’ now,’ the Colour-Sergeant said. For they’re done with Danny Deever, you can ’ear the quickstep play, The Regiment’s in column, an’ they’re marchin’ us away; Ho! the young recruits are shakin’, an’ they’ll want their beer to-day, After hangin’ Danny Deever in the mornin’!

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=A Carol= On the prairie and in the street So long as my chariots roll I bind wings to Adam's feet, And, presently, to his soul! Our Lord Who did the Ox command To kneel to Judah's King, He binds His frost upon the land To ripen it for Spring -- To ripen it for Spring, good sirs,

According to His Word. Which well must be as ye can see -- And who shall judge the Lord? When we poor fenmen skate the ice Or shiver on the wold, We hear the cry of a single tree That breaks her heart in the cold -- That breaks her heart in the cold, good sirs, And rendeth by the board. Which well must be as ye can see -- And who shall judge the Lord? Her wood is crazed and little worth Excepting as to burn,

That we may warm and make our mirth Until the Spring return --

Until the Spring return, good sirs, When Christians walk abroad; When well must be as ye can see -- And who shall judge the Lord? God bless the master of this house, And all who sleep therein! And guard the fens from pirate folk, And keep us all from sin, To walk in honesty, good sirs, Of thought and deed and word! Which shall befriend our latter end.... And who shall judge the Lord?

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #10b9ea; font-family: Georgia,serif;">[[image:thepoetryplace/rosebuse width="281" height="213" align="right" caption="Rosebush by a mailbox in spring"]]
=In Springtime= 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, And the blue jay screams and flutters where the cheery [|//sat-bhai//] dwell. But the rose has lost its fragrance, and the //koil//'s note is strange; I am sick of endless sunshine, sick of blossom-burdened bough. Give me back the leafless woodlands where the winds of Springtime range -- Give me back one day in England, for it's Spring in England now! Through the pines the gusts are booming, o'er the brown fields blowing chill, From the furrow of the ploughshare streams the fragrance of the loam, And the hawk nests on the cliffside and the jackdaw in the hill, And my heart is back in England 'mid the sights and sounds of Home. == But the garland of the sacrifice this wealth of rose

and peach is, Ah! //koil//, little //koil//, singing on the //siris// bough, In my ears the knell of exile your ceaseless bell like speech is -- Can //you// tell me aught of England or of Spring in England now?



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