Rudyard Kipling

Now it is not good for the Christian's health
To hustle the Aryan brown,
For the Christian read more

Now it is not good for the Christian's health
To hustle the Aryan brown,
For the Christian riles and the Aryan smiles,
And it weareth the Christian down.
And the end of the fight is a tombstone white
With the name of the late deceased--
And the epitaph drear: "A fool lies here
Who tried to hustle the East."

When Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted
and dried,
When the oldest colours have read more

When Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted
and dried,
When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has
died,
We shall rest, and faith, we shall need it--lie down for an aeon
or two,
Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew.

The tumult and the shouting dies,
The captains and the kings depart;
Still stands thine ancient sacrifice,
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The tumult and the shouting dies,
The captains and the kings depart;
Still stands thine ancient sacrifice,
A humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet
Lest we forget,--lest we forget.

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.]

I always prefer to believe the best of everybody--it saves so much trouble.

I always prefer to believe the best of everybody--it saves so much trouble.