There was an old man of Quebec,
Who was buried in snow to his neck.
When asked, – Rudyard Kipling
He wrapped himself in quotations—as a beggar would enfold himself in the purple of Emperors. – Rudyard Kipling
There was an old man of Quebec,
Who was buried in snow to his neck.
When asked, – Rudyard Kipling
He wrapped himself in quotations—as a beggar would enfold himself in the purple of Emperors. – Rudyard Kipling
Gentleman-rankers out on the spree, damned from here to Eternity. – Rudyard Kipling
Take up the White Mans burden — send forth the best ye breed — go, bind your sons to exile to serve your captives need. – Rudyard Kipling