Daily Archives: April 5, 2016

A Ballade of Jakko Hill – Rudyard Kipling

One moment bid the horses wait, Since tiffin is not laid till three, Below the upward path and straight You climbed a year ago with me. Love came upon us suddenly And loosed — an idle hour to kill — … Continue reading

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A Ballad of Burial – Rudyard Kipling

If down here I chance to die, Solemnly I beg you take All that is left of “I” To the Hills for old sake’s sake, Pack me very thoroughly In the ice that used to slake Pegs I drank when … Continue reading

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