Maxioms by Rudyard Kipling
We have learned to whittle the Eden Tree to the shape of a
surplice peg,
We have learned read more
We have learned to whittle the Eden Tree to the shape of a
surplice peg,
We have learned to bottle our parent twain in the yelk of an
addled egg.
We know that the tail must wag the dog, for the horse is drawn by
the cart,
But the devil never whoops, as he of old; It's clever, but is it
art?
If I were hanged on the highest hill,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!
I know read more
If I were hanged on the highest hill,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!
I know whose love would follow me still,
Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!
In sight of peace--from the Narrow Seas
O'er half the world to run--
With a cheated crew, read more
In sight of peace--from the Narrow Seas
O'er half the world to run--
With a cheated crew, to league anew
With the Goth and the shameless Hun.
No printed word, nor spoken plea can teach young minds what they should be. Not all the books on all read more
No printed word, nor spoken plea can teach young minds what they should be. Not all the books on all the shelves – but what the teachers are themselves.
He is the Cat that walks by himself, and all places are alike to him.
He is the Cat that walks by himself, and all places are alike to him.
