June 10, 2009

For All We Have And Are

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May the words of this lovely poem move you today.



--Description: 20th C, Kipling R., Patriotism, War--


For all we have and are,
For all our children's fate,
Stand up and meet the war.
The Hun is at the gate!
Our world has passed away
In wantonness o'erthrown.
There is nothing left to-day
But steel and fire and stone.

Though all we knew depart,
The old commandments stand:
"In courage keep your heart,
In strength lift up your hand."

Once more we hear the word
That sickened earth of old:
"No law except the sword
Unsheathed and uncontrolled,"
Once more it knits mankind,
Once more the nations go
To meet and break and bind
A crazed and driven foe.

Comfort, content, delight --
The ages' slow-bought gain --
They shrivelled in a night,
Only ourselves remain
To face the naked days
In silent fortitude,
Through perils and dismays
Renewd and re-renewed.

Though all we made depart,
The old commandments stand:
"In patience keep your heart,
In strength lift up your hand."

No easy hopes or lies
Shall bring us to our goal,
But iron sacrifice
Of body, will, and soul.
There is but one task for all --
For each one life to give.
Who stands if freedom fall?
Who dies if England live?


Rudyard Kipling


--Did You Know: Kipling was one of the most popular writers in English, in both prose and verse, in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. The author Henry James said of him: "Kipling strikes me personally as the most complete man of genius (as distinct from fine intelligence) that I have ever known."

--Word of the Day: paragon \PAIR-uh-gon; -guhn\, noun:
Meaning: A model of excellence or perfection; as, "a paragon of beauty; a paragon of eloquence."
Example Quotes: Even his friends and business associates, men and women alike, were paragons of health: avoiders of fatty foods, moderate drinkers, health-club habitues, lovers of cross-country skiing, weekend canoe trips, and daylong hikes in the North Woods.
(Alvin Greenberg, How the Dead Live)

--Quote of the Day: The shaft of the arrow had been feathered with one of the eagle's own plumes. We often give our enemies the means of our own destruction.
(Aesop)

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2 comments:

Marinela on June 10, 2009 at 3:46 PM said...

Great post, I'll definitely be subscribing to your blog.

V. Mahfood on June 10, 2009 at 8:56 PM said...

Thank you so much. We'll enjoy these poems and tidbits together!

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