Silent amidst unbroken silence deep
Of dateless years, in loneliness supreme,
She pondered patiently one mighty theme,
And let the hours, uncounted, by her creep
The motionless Himalayas, the broad sweep
Of glacial cataracts, great Ganges’ stream,—
All these to her were but as things that seem,
Doomed all to pass, like phantoms viewed in...
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Dim dawn behind the tamarisks—the sky is saffron-yellow—
As the women in the village grind the corn,
And the parrots seek the river-side, each calling to his fellow
That the Day, the staring Eastern Day is born.
Oh the white dust on the highway!
Oh the stenches in the byway!
Oh the clammy fog that hovers over earth!... -
A Rudyard Kipling.
Les bureaux ferment à quatre heures à Calcutta ;
Dans le park du palais s'émeut le tennis ground ;
Dans Eden Garden grince la musique épicée des cipayes ;
Les équipages brillants se saluent sur le Red Road...
Sur son trône d'or, étincelant de rubis et d'émeraudes,
S. A. le Maharajah de Kapurthala
Regrette Liane de Pougy et Cléo... -
They killed a Child to please the Gods
In Earth's young penitence,
And I have bled in that Babe's stead
Because of innocence.
I bear the sins of sinful men
That have no sin of my own,
They drive me forth to Heaven's wrath
Unpastured and alone.
I am the meat of...