Friday, 7 September 2007

Broken Men - Rudyard Kipling

FOR things we never mention,
For Art misunderstood—
For excellent intention
That did not turn to good;
From ancient tales’ renewing,
From clouds we would not clear—
Beyond the Law’s pursuing
We fled, and settled here...

God bless the thoughtful islands
Where never warrants come;
God bless the just Republics
That give a man a home,
That ask no foolish questions,
But set him on his feet;
And save his wife and daughters
From the workhouse and the street!

Excerpts from Rudyard Kipling's poem, 'Broken Men.'

1 comment:

  1. As emotive and nice sounding Kipling's work is, if you truly look at it, it is little more than good rhyming and a vague sense of theme.


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