Index:Ballads and Barrack-Room Ballads (1892).djvu

Title	Ballads and Barrack-Room Ballads
Author	Rudyard Kipling
Year	1892
Publisher	Macmillan and Co.
Location	New York and London
Source	djvu
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CONTENTS

Ballads
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THE BALLAD OF EAST AND WEST
Oh East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet,	3
THE LAST SUTTEE
Udai Chand lay sick to death,	12
THE BALLAD OF THE KING’S MERCY
Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told,	18
THE BALLAD OF THE KING’S JEST
When spring-time flushes the desert grass,	25
WITH SCINDIA TO DELHI
The wreath of banquet overnight lay withered on the neck,	31
THE BALLAD OF BOH DA THONE
This is the ballad of Boh Da Thone,	40
THE LAMENT OF THE BORDER CATTLE THIEF
O woe is me for the merry life,	53
THE RHYME OF THE THREE CAPTAINS
. . . At the close of a winter day,	56
THE BALLAD OF THE ‘CLAMPHERDOWN’
It was our war-ship ‘Clampherdown,’	64
THE BALLAD OF THE ‘BOLIVAR’
Seven men from all the world, back to docks again,	69
THE SACRIFICE OF ER-HEB
Er-Heb beyond the hills of Ao-Safai,	74
THE EXPLANATION
Love and Death once ceased their strife,	85
THE GIFT OF THE SEA
The dead child lay in the shroud,	86
EVARRA AND HIS GODS
Read here: This is the story of Evarra—man—,	90
THE CONUNDRUM OF THE WORKSHOPS
When the flush of a new-born sun fell first on Eden’s green and gold,	94
THE LEGEND OF EVIL
This is the sorrowful story,	98
THE ENGLISH FLAG
Winds of the World, give answer? They are whimpering to and fro—,	102
‘CLEARED’
Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt,	108
AN IMPERIAL RESCRIPT
Now this is the tale of the Council the German Kaiser decreed,	116
TOMLINSON
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost in his house in Berkeley Square,	120

Barrack-Room Ballads
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DANNY DEEVER
‘What are the bugles blowin’ for?’ said Files-on-Parade,	133
TOMMY
I went into a public-’ouse to get a pint o’ beer,	136
‘FUZZY-WUZZY’
We’ve fought with many men acrost the seas,	140
SOLDIER, SOLDIER
‘Soldier, soldier, come from the wars,’	143
SCREW-GUNS
Smokin’ my pipe on the mountings, sniffin’ the mornin’ cool,	146
CELLS
I’ve a head like a concertina: I’ve a tongue like a button-stick,	150
GUNGA DIN
You may talk o’ gin and beer,	153
OONTS!
Wot makes the soldier’s ’eart to penk, wot makes him to perspire?	157
LOOT
If you’ve ever stole a pheasant-egg be’ind the keeper’s back,	161
‘SNARLEYOW’
This ’appened in a battle to a batt’ry of the corps,	165
THE WIDOW AT WINDSOR
’Ave you ’eard o’ the Widow at Windsor,	169
BELTS
There was a row in Silver Street that’s near to Dublin Quay,	172
THE YOUNG BRITISH SOLDIER
When the ’arf-made recruity goes out to the East,	176
MANDALAY
By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin’ eastward to the sea,	180
TROOPIN’
Troopin’, troopin’, troopin’ to the sea,	184
THE WIDOW’S PARTY
‘Where have you been this while away,’	187
FORD O’ KABUL RIVER
Kabul town’s by Kabul river—,	190
GENTLEMEN-RANKERS
To the Legion of the Lost Ones to the Cohort of the Damned,	193
ROUTE-MARCHIN’
We’re marchin’ on relief over Injia’s sunny plains,	196
SHILLIN’ A DAY
My name is O’Kelly, I’ve heard the revelly,	200
L’ENVOI
There’s a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield,	202

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