Verses 1889-1896

by Rudyard Kipling from 1889–1896

About

Kipling's collected verse from his peak decade includes 'If,' 'The White Man's Burden,' 'Mandalay,' 'Gunga Din,' and the 'Barrack-Room Ballads' that made him the most popular poet in the English-speaking world. His poetry is inseparable from imperialism's moral contradictions — celebrating working-class soldiers while endorsing the empire that ground them up — but it remains extraordinarily powerful as oral performance. The ballads are designed to be spoken aloud; their rhythms and refrains lodge in memory with ease.

Verses 1889-1896

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56.1k
Duration
~7 hr 1 min

30 sections

56.1k words
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Beyond the path of the outmost sun through utter darkness hurled --
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I have made for you a song,
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I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer,
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We've fought with many men acrost the seas,
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Smokin' my pipe on the mountings, sniffin' the mornin' cool,
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You may talk o' gin and beer
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Wot makes the soldier's 'eart to penk, wot makes 'im to perspire?
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If you've ever stole a pheasant-egg be'ind the keeper's back,
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This 'appened in a battle to a batt'ry of the corps,
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There was a row in Silver Street that's near to Dublin Quay,
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When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East,
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By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward to the sea,
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Troopin', troopin', troopin' to the sea,
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Kabul town's by Kabul river,
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To the legion of the lost ones, to the cohort of the damned,
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We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains,
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My name is O'Kelly, I've heard the Revelly,
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Beyond the path of the outmost sun through utter darkness hurled --
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I have made for you a song,
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I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer,
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We've fought with many men acrost the seas,
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Smokin' my pipe on the mountings, sniffin' the mornin' cool,
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You may talk o' gin and beer
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Wot makes the soldier's 'eart to penk, wot makes 'im to perspire?
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If you've ever stole a pheasant-egg be'ind the keeper's back,
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There was a row in Silver Street that's near to Dublin Quay,
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By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward to the sea,
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To the legion of the lost ones, to the cohort of the damned,
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We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains,
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