Maxioms by Rudyard Kipling
God of our fathers, known of old,
Lord of our far-flung battle-line,
Beneath whose awful Hand we read more
God of our fathers, known of old,
Lord of our far-flung battle-line,
Beneath whose awful Hand we hold
Dominion over palm and pine--
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget--lest we forget!
There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
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There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
But when we are certain of sorrow in store
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and sisters I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
The present is big with the future.
[Fr., Le present est gros de l'avenir.]
The present is big with the future.
[Fr., Le present est gros de l'avenir.]
Down to Gehenna or up to the throne,
He travels the fastest who travel alone.
Down to Gehenna or up to the throne,
He travels the fastest who travel alone.
