In the name of the Empress of Ind… O Lords of the Jungle, wherever y… The woods are astir at the close o… We exiles are waiting for letters… Let the robber retreat —let the ti…

I’m 'ere in a ticky ulster an’ a b… A—layin’ on the sergeant I don’t… My shirt’s doin’ duty for jacket,… An’ I’m learnin’ the damned old g… Back to the Army again, sergeant,

It I have given you delight By aught that I have done, Let me lie quiet in that night Which shall be yours anon: And for the little, little, span

At the eleventh hour he came, But his wages were the same As ours who all day long had trod The wine—press of the Wrath of Go… When he shouldered through the lin…

WE KNOW the Rocket’s upward whi… We know the Boom before the Bust. We know the whistling Wail which… The Stick returning to the Dust. We know how much to take on trust

UP CAME the young Centaur—colts… Curious awkward, afraid. Burrs on their hocks and their tai… Mobs and run up to the yard to be… Starting and shying at straws, wit…

AS our mother the Frigate, bepain… Made play for her bully the Ship… So we, her bold daughters by iron… Accost and decoy to our masters’ d… Now, pray you, consider what toils…

WHERE first by Eden Tree The Four Great Rivers ran, To each was appointed a Man Her Prince and Ruler to be. But after this was ordained

There was a Priest at Philae, Tongue-tied, feeble, and old; And the daily prayer to the Virgi… Was all the Office he could. The others were ill-remembered,

A WANDERER from East to West, From Mandalay to Matheran, By itch of loaferdom possess, I scour the plains of Hindustan. Dismissed the fragrant, gariwân, (…

THE Cities are full of pride, Challenging each to each— This from her mountain—side, That from her burthened beach. They count their ships full tale—

Naked and grey the Cotswolds stan… Beneath the autumn sun, And the stubble—fields on either h… Where Stour and Avon run. There is no change in the patient…

I SEEK not what his soul desires… He dreads not what my spirit fears… Our Heavens have shown us separat… Our dooms have dealt us differing… Our daysprings and our timeless de…

SHE did not know that she was dea… But, when the pang was o’er, Sat down to wait her Master’s tre… Upon the Golden Floor, With ears full—cock and anxious ey…

Love’s fiery chariot, Delia, take Which Vulcan wrought for Venus’ s… Wings shall not waft thee, but a f… Hot as my heart—as nobly tame: Lit by a spark, less bright, more…