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The Five Nations, Volume I

Chapter 3: INDEX TO FIRST LINES
By Rudyard Kipling
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A collection of poems ranging from short lyrics to narrative ballads that meditate on sea and land, military life, public pageantry, and the burdens of empire. The pieces juxtapose vivid sensory description with formal restraint, alternating jaunty, colloquial voices and solemn, elegiac tones to portray labor, loss, duty, and loyalty. Several poems adopt prophetic or ironic perspectives to register private grief and public resolve, while others focus on ritual, machinery, and the harsh rhythms of service. Across varied meters and modes, the work probes the moral complexities and human costs that attend national ambition and communal sacrifice.

INDEX TO FIRST LINES

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A Nation spoke to a Nation, 104
As our mother the Frigate, bepainted and fine, 9
Before a midnight breaks in storm, vii
Duly with knees that feign to quake, 123
For things we never mention, 39
God gave all men all earth to love, 81
Her hand was still on her sword-hilt, the spur was still on her heel, 118
In extended observation of the ways and works of man, 107
Now the Four-way Lodge is opened, now the Hunting Winds are loose, 44
Oh glorious are the guarded heights, 70
Oh Hubshee, carry your shoes in your hand and bow your head on your breast! 113
Oh ye who tread the Narrow Way, 90
Said England unto Pharaoh, ‘I must make a man of you,’ 98
Take up the White Man’s burden, 94
The God of Fair Beginnings, 32
‘There’s no sense in going further—it’s the edge of cultivation,’ 61
The strength of twice three thousand horse, 13
They christened my brother of old, 4
This is our lot if we live so long and labour unto the end, 57
We have no heart for the fishing, we have no hand for the oar, 26
We’ve sent our little Cupids all ashore, 23
When I was a King and a Mason—a Master proven and skilled, 78
When that great Kings return to clay, 74
When the darkened Fifties dip to the North, 87
Where run your colts at pasture, 18
Who hath desired the Sea?—the sight of salt water unbounded, 1
With those that bred, with those that loosed the strife, 77
Yearly, with tent and rifle, our careless white men go, 51