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Schriftsteller, Nobelpreis für Literatur/1907 (England, 1865 - 1936).

Rudyard Joseph Kipling · Geburtsdatum · Sterbedatum

Rudyard Joseph Kipling wäre heute 158 Jahre, 11 Monate, 21 Tage oder 58.065 Tage alt.

Geboren am 30.12.1865 in Bombay
Gestorben am 18.01.1936 in London
Sternzeichen: ♑ Steinbock

• Then ye returned to your trinkets; then ye contented your souls With the flannelled fools at the wicket or the muddied oafs at the goals.

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• There are nine and sixty ways of constructing tribal lays, And-every-single-one-of-them-is-right!

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• There be triple ways to take, of the eagle or the snake, Or the way of a man with a maid; But the sweetest way to me is a ship's upon the sea In the heel of the North-East Trade.

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• There is but one task for all- For each one life to give. What stands if freedom fall? Who dies if England live?

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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.

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• They copied all they could copy, But they couldn't copy my mind; And I left them sweatin' and stealin', A year and a half behind.

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• They shut the road through the woods Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, And now you would never know There was once a road through the woods.

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• Though I've belted you and flayed you, By the livin' Gawd that made you, You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din!

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• We have fed our sea for a thousand years And she calls us, still unfed, Though there's never a wave of all her waves But marks our English dead: We have strawed our best to the weed's unrest To the shark and sheering gull. If blood be the price of admiralty, Lord God, we ha' paid in full!

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• We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse.

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• We know that the tail must wag the dog, for the horse is drawn by the cart; But the Devil whoops, as he whooped of old: 'It's clever, but is it Art?'

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• We're poor little lambs who've lost our way, Baa! Baa! Baa! We're little black sheep who've gone astray, Baa-aa-aa! Gentlemen-rankers out on the spree, Damned from here to Eternity, God ha' mercy on such as we, Baa! Yah! Bah!

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• We've only one virginity to lose, And where we lost it there our hearts will be.

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• What is a woman that you forsake her, And the hearth-fire and the home-acre, To go with the old grey Widow-maker?

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• What the horses o' Kansas think to-day, the horses of America will think tomorrow; an' I tell you that when the horses of America rise in their might, the day o' the Oppressor is ended.

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• What you do when you don't have to, determines what you will be when you can no longer help it.

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• When 'Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, He'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea; An' what he thought 'e might require, 'E went an' took-the same as me!

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• When 'Omer smote' is blooming' lyre, he'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea; an' what he thought 'e might require, 'e went and took - the same as me!

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• When you get to a man in the case, They're like as a row of pins- For the Colonel's Lady an' Judy O'Grady Are sisters under their skins!

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• When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains And the women come out to cut up what remains Just roll to your rifle and blow out your brains An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.

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