THE SEVEN SEAS
BY RUDYARD KIPLING
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METHUEN AND CO.
36 ESSEX STREET, W.C.
LONDON
1896
 
 
CONTENTS
| PAGE | |
| DEDICATION | |
| The Cities are full of pride, | v | 
| The Seven Seas | |
| A SONG OF THE ENGLISH | |
| Fair is our lot—O goodly is our heritage! | 1 | 
| The Coastwise Lights | |
| Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees, | 3 | 
| The Song of the Dead | |
| Hear now the Song of the Dead—in the North by the torn berg-edges, | 5 | 
| The Deep-Sea Cables | |
| The wrecks dissolve above us; their dust drops down from afar, | 9  | 
| The Song of the Sons | |
| One from the ends of the earth—gifts at an open door—, | 10 | 
| The Song of the Cities | |
| Royal and Dower-royal, I the Queen, | 11 | 
| England's Answer | |
| Truly ye come of The Blood; slower to bless than to ban, | 15 | 
| THE FIRST CHANTEY | |
| Mine was the woman to me, darkling I found her, | 18 | 
| THE LAST CHANTEY | |
| Thus said the Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim, | 21 | 
| THE MERCHANTMEN | |
| King Solomon drew merchantmen, | 26 | 
| M'ANDREW'S HYMN | |
| Lord, Thou hast made this world below the shadow of a dream, | 31 | 
| THE MIRACLES | |
| I sent a message to my dear, | 47  | 
| THE NATIVE-BORN | |
| We've drunk to the Queen—God bless her! | 49 | 
| THE KING | |
| 'Farewell, Romance!' the Cave-men said, | 55 | 
| THE RHYME OF THE THREE SEALERS | |
| Away by the lands of the Japanee, | 58 | 
| THE DERELICT | |
| I was the staunchest of our fleet, | 73 | 
| THE ANSWER | |
| A Rose, in tatters on the garden path, | 76 | 
| THE SONG OF THE BANJO | |
| You couldn't pack a Broadwood half a mile, | 78 | 
| THE LINER SHE'S A LADY | |
| The Liner she's a lady, an' she never looks nor 'eeds, | 85 | 
| MULHOLLAND'S CONTRACT | |
| The fear was on the cattle, for the gale was on the sea, | 88  | 
| ANCHOR SONG | |
| Heh! Walk her round. Heave, ah heave her short again! | 92 | 
| THE LOST LEGION | |
| There's a Legion that never was 'listed, | 96 | 
| THE SEA-WIFE | |
| There dwells a wife by the Northern Gate, | 100 | 
| HYMN BEFORE ACTION | |
| The earth is full of anger, | 103 | 
| TO THE TRUE ROMANCE | |
| Thy face is far from this our war, | 106 | 
| THE FLOWERS | |
| Bay my English posies! | 111 | 
| THE LAST RHYME OF TRUE THOMAS | |
| The King has called for priest and cup, | 115 | 
| IN THE NEOLITHIC AGE | |
| In the Neolithic Age savage warfare did I wage, | 124  | 
| THE STORY OF UNG | |
| Once, on a glittering ice-field, ages and ages ago, | 128 | 
| THE THREE-DECKER | |
| Full thirty foot she towered from waterline to rail, | 134 | 
| AN AMERICAN | |
| If the Led Striker call it a strike, | 139 | 
| THE MARY GLOSTER | |
| I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim, | 142 | 
| SESTINA OF THE TRAMP-ROYAL | |
| Speakin' in general, I 'ave tried 'em all, | 158 | 
| Barrack-Room Ballads | |
| 'BACK TO THE ARMY AGAIN' | |
| I'm 'ere in a ticky ulster an' a broken billycock 'at, | 163 | 
| 'BIRDS OF PREY' MARCH | |
| March! The mud is cakin' good about our trousies, | 168  | 
| 'SOLDIER AN' SAILOR TOO' | |
| As I was spittin' into the Ditch aboard o' the Crocodile, | 171 | 
| SAPPERS | |
| When the Waters were dried an' the Earth did appear, | 175 | 
| THAT DAY | |
| It got beyond all orders an' it got beyond all 'ope, | 179 | 
| 'THE MEN THAT FOUGHT AT MINDEN' | |
| The men that fought at Minden, they was rookies in their time, | 182 | 
| CHOLERA CAMP | |
| We've got the cholerer in camp—it's worse than forty fights, | 186 | 
| THE LADIES | |
| I've taken my fun where I've found it, | 190 | 
| BILL 'AWKINS | |
| ' 'As anybody seen Bill 'Awkins?' | 194 | 
| THE MOTHER-LODGE | |
| There was Rundle, Station Master, | 196  | 
| 'FOLLOW ME 'OME ' | |
| There was no one like 'im, 'Orse or Foot, | 200 | 
| THE SERGEANT'S WEDDIN' | |
| 'E was warned again 'er, | 203 | 
| THE JACKET | |
| Through the Plagues of Egyp' we was chasin' Arabi, | 206 | 
| THE 'EATHEN | |
| The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone, | 210 | 
| THE SHUT-EYE SENTRY | |
| Sez the Junior Orderly Sergeant, | 217 | 
| 'MARY, PITY WOMEN!' | |
| You call yourself a man, | 222 | 
| FOR TO ADMIRE | |
| The Injian Ocean sets an' smiles, | 225 | 
| L'ENVOI | |
| When Earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried, | 229 | 
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