We’ve drunk to the Queen —God ble… We’ve drunk to our mothers’ land; We’ve drunk to our English brothe… (But he does not understand); We’ve drunk to the wide creation,

TO THE legion of the lost ones,… To my brethren in their sorrow ove… Sings a gentleman of England clea… And a trooper of the Empress, if… Yea, a trooper of the forces who h…

THE WIND took off with the suns… The fog came up with the tide, When the Witch of the North took… With a little Blue Devil inside. “Sink,” she said, “or swim,” she s…

When Julius Fabricius, Sub—Prefe… In the days of Diocletian owned o… He called to him Hobdenius—a Brit… Saying: “What about that River—pi… And the aged Hobden answered: “I…

MY GARDEN blazes brightly with… And the köil sings above it, in th… From the creeper—covered trellis c… And the blue jay screams and flutt… But the rose has lost its fragranc…

OPEN the old cigar—box, get me a… For things are running crossways,… We quarrelled about Havanas—we fo… And I knew she is exacting, and s… Open the old cigar—box—let me cons…

THESE were my companions going f… (For Chil! Look you, for Chil!) Now come I to whistle them the en… (Chil! Vanguards of Chil!) Word they gave me overhead of quar…

Who gives him the Bath? “I,” said the wet, Rank-Jungle-sweat, “I’ll give him the Bath!” Who’ll sing the psalms?

KING Solomon drew merchantmen, Because of his desire For peacocks, apes, and ivory, From Tarshish unto Tyre, With cedars out of Lebanon

ERE stopping or turning, to put f… Is a charm that thy daies may be l… Though seventy—times—seven thee F… O’ertaking at corners is Death in… Sith main—roads for side—roads car…

“GAY go up and gay go down To ring the Bells of London Town… When London Town’s asleep in bed You’ll hear the Bells ring overhe… In excelsis gloria!

(Byron) Thirteen as twelve my Murray alwa… He was a publisher. The new Polic… Have neater ways of bringing men t… So Juan found himself before J.P…

TAKE up the White Man’s burden– Send forth the best ye breed— Go bind your sons to exile To serve your captives’ need; To wait in heavy harness

THERE was no one like ’im, ’Ors… Nor any o’ the Guns I knew; An’ because it was so, why, o’ cou… Which is just what the best men do… So it’s knock out your pipes an’ f…