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Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг)

Lord Roberts

He passed in the very battle-smoke
  Of the war that he had descried.
Three hundred mile of cannon spoke
  When the Master-Gunner died.

He passed to the very sound of the guns;
  But, before his eye grew dim,
He had seen the faces of the sons
  Whose sires had served with him,

He had touched their sword-hilts and greeted
   With the old sure word of praise;
And there was virtue in touch and speech
  As it had been in old days.

So he dismissed them and took his rest,
  And the steadfast spirit went forth
Between the adoring East and West
  And the tireless guns of the North.

Clean, simple, valiant, well-beloved,
  Flawless in faith and fame,
Whom neither ease nor honours moved
  An hair's-breadth from his aim.

Never again the war-wise face,
  The weighed and urgent word
That pleaded in the market-place-
  Pleaded and was not heard!

Yet from his life a new life springs
  Through all the hosts to come,
And Glory is the least of things
  That follow this man home.

Rudyard Kipling's other poems:
  1. The First Chantey
  2. Последние из Лёгкой бригадыThe Last of the Light Brigade
  3. «Limits and Renewals». 1932. 12. The Threshold
  4. London Stone
  5. Lady Geraldine's Hardship

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