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Five Nations Vol II - Rudyard Kipling · Timeless Rudyard Kipling Stories

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  Speaker 1: The Old Issue by Rudyard Kipling read Forlibovox dot Org
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  Speaker 1: by Elaine Conway, England. Here is nothing new, nor aught unproven,
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  Speaker 1: say the trumpets. Many feet have worn it, and the
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  Speaker 1: road is old. Indeed it is the king. The King
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  Speaker 1: we scold a full time trumpets in the marshes, in
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  Speaker 1: the eyot at Runnymede. Here is neither haste, nor hate
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  Speaker 1: nor anger. Peel the trumpets, pardon for his penitence, or
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  Speaker 1: pity for his fall. It is the King inexorable. Trumpets
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  Speaker 1: trumpets round the scaffold at the dawning by Whitehall. He
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  Speaker 1: have veiled the crown and hid the scepter, warned the trumpets.
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  Speaker 1: He hath changed the fashion of the lies that cloak
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  Speaker 1: his will hard die the kings ah hard, dooms hard,
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  Speaker 1: declare the trumpets. Trumpets at the gangplank, where the brawling
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  Speaker 1: troop decks fill ancient and unteachable, Abide, Abide the trumpets
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  Speaker 1: once again, the trumpets for the shuddering ground swell brings
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  Speaker 1: clamor over ocean of the harsh, pursuing trumpets, trumpets of
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  Speaker 1: the vanguard that have sworn no truce with kings, or
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  Speaker 1: we have of freedom or we use or know this
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  Speaker 1: our fathers bought for us long long ago, ancient right,
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  Speaker 1: and noticed as the breath we draw leave to live
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  Speaker 1: by no man's leave. Underneath the law, lance and torch
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  Speaker 1: and tumult, steel and gray goose wing wrenched it inch
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  Speaker 1: and ell and all slowly from the king till our
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  Speaker 1: fathers established after bloody years. How our king is one
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  Speaker 1: with us, first among his peers. So they bought as freedom,
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  Speaker 1: not at a little cost. Wherefore must we watch the
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  Speaker 1: king lest our gain be lost over all things certain,
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  Speaker 1: this is sure, indeed, suffer not the old King, for
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  Speaker 1: we know the breed. Give no ear to bondsmen bidding
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  Speaker 1: us endure whining. He is weak and far crying. Time
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  Speaker 1: shall cure. Time himself is witness till the battle joins
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  Speaker 1: deeper strikes the rottenness in the people's loins. Give no
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  Speaker 1: heed to bondsmen masking war with peace suffer. Not the
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  Speaker 1: old King hear, or overseas they that beggars bart wait
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  Speaker 1: his yielding mood pledge the years we hold in trust
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  Speaker 1: porn our brother's blood. How so great their clamor whatsoe'er
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  Speaker 1: their claim suffer, Not the old King under any name.
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  Speaker 1: Here is nought unproven, Here is nought to learn. It
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  Speaker 1: is written, what shall fall? If the king return? He
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  Speaker 1: shall mark our goings question whence we came, set his
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  Speaker 1: guards about us as in Freedom's name. He shall take
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  Speaker 1: a tribute, toll of all our ware. He shall change
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  Speaker 1: our gold for arms, arms we may not bear. He
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  Speaker 1: shall break his judges they cross his word. He shall
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  Speaker 1: rule above the law. Calling on the Lord, he shall
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  Speaker 1: peep and mutter, and the night shall bring watch us
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  Speaker 1: neath our window, lest we mock the king, hate and
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  Speaker 1: all division, hosts of harrying, spies, money poured in secret, carriyon,
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  Speaker 1: breeding flies, strangers of his counsel, higlings of his pay,
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  Speaker 1: These shall deal our justice, cell deny delay. We shall
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  Speaker 1: drink dishonor we shall eat abys for the land we
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  Speaker 1: look to, for the tongue we use. We shall take
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  Speaker 1: our station dirt beneath his feet, while his hired captains
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  Speaker 1: jeered us in the street, crawl in the shadow, crafty
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  Speaker 1: in the sun. Far beyond his borders. Shall his teachings
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  Speaker 1: run sloven, sullen, savage, secret, uncontrolled, laying on a new land,
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  Speaker 1: evil of the old, long forgotten, bonded dwarfing heart and brain.
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  Speaker 1: All our father's diet to lose, he shall bind again.
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  Speaker 1: Here is no adventure, random nor untrue swings. The willful
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  Speaker 1: circle brims the cup new. Here is naught unproven. Here
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  Speaker 1: is nothing hid step for step and word for word.
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  Speaker 1: So the old kings did step by step and word
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  Speaker 1: by word. Who is ruled may read suffer not the
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  Speaker 1: old kings, for we know the breed, all the right
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  Speaker 1: they promise, all the wrong they bring. Stewards of the
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  Speaker 1: judgment suffer not this king. End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 1: is in the Puppa done.
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  Speaker 2: Bridge Guard in the carew by Rudyard Kipling read for
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  Speaker 2: Librovox dot Org by Jane Robb Bridge Guard in the
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  Speaker 2: koreou and will supply details to guard the blood river
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  Speaker 2: Bridge district orders, lines of communication sudden, the desert changes.
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  Speaker 2: The rag layer softens and clings till the aching woodshoor
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  Speaker 2: and ranges stand up like the thrones of kings, ramparts
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  Speaker 2: of slaughter and peril, blazing amazing aglow TwixT the skyline's
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  Speaker 2: belting beryl and the wine dark flats below.
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  Speaker 1: Royal.
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  Speaker 2: The pageant closes, lit by the last of the sun,
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  Speaker 2: opal and ash of roses, cinnamon, umber, and dun. The
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  Speaker 2: twilight swallows the thicket, the starlight reveals the ridge. The
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  Speaker 2: whistle shrills to the picket. We are changing guard on
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  Speaker 2: the bridge, few forgotten and lonely, where the empty metals shine.
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  Speaker 2: No not combatants, only details guarding the line. We slip
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  Speaker 2: through the broken panel of fenced by the gander's shed.
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  Speaker 2: We drop to the waterless channel and the lean track overhead.
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  Speaker 2: We stumble on refuse of rations, the beef and the
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  Speaker 2: biscuit tins. We take our appointed stations, and the endless
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  Speaker 2: night begins. We hear the hotentot herders and the sheep
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  Speaker 2: click past to the fold, and the click of the
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  Speaker 2: restless girders, as the steel contracts in the cold, voices
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  Speaker 2: of Jackal's calling and loud in the hush pit. A
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  Speaker 2: morsel of dry earth falling from the flanks of the
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  Speaker 2: scarred ravine, and the solemn firmament marches, and the hosts
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  Speaker 2: of heaven rise framed through the iron arches, banded and
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  Speaker 2: barred by the ties, till we feel the far track coming,
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  Speaker 2: and we see her headlight playing, and we gather and
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  Speaker 2: wait her coming. The wonderful northbound train, few forgotten and lonely,
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  Speaker 2: where the white car windows shine, No, not combatants, only
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  Speaker 2: details guarding the line. Quick ere the gift escape us
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  Speaker 2: out of the darkness. We reach for a handful of
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  Speaker 2: weak old papers and a mouthful of human speech, and
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  Speaker 2: the monstrous heaven rejoices, and the earth allows again meetings, greetings,
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  Speaker 2: and voices of women talking with men. So we return
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  Speaker 2: to our places, as out on the bridge she rolls,
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  Speaker 2: and the darkness covers our faces, and the darkness re
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  Speaker 2: enters our souls more than a little lonely, where the
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  Speaker 2: lessening tail lights shine. No, not combatants, only details guarding
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  Speaker 2: the line. End of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 2: public domain.
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  Speaker 3: The Lesson eighteen ninety nine to nineteen oh two by
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  Speaker 3: Rudyard Kipling readful LibriVox dot org by Patrick Wallace. Let
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  Speaker 3: us admit it fairly as a business people, should we
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  Speaker 3: have had no end of a lesson. It will do
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  Speaker 3: us no end of good, Not on a single issue,
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  Speaker 3: or in one direction or twain, but conclusively, comprehensively, and
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  Speaker 3: several times and again were all our most holy illusions,
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  Speaker 3: not higher than Gilderoy's kite. We have had a jolly
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  Speaker 3: good lesson, and it serves as jolly well right. This
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  Speaker 3: was not bestowed us under the trees, nor yet in
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  Speaker 3: the shade of a tent, but swingingly over eleven degrees
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  Speaker 3: of a bare brown continent, from Lamberts to Tulagua Bay,
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  Speaker 3: and from Petersburg to Sutherland, fell the phenomenal lesson we
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  Speaker 3: learned with a fullness accorded no other land. It was
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  Speaker 3: our fault, and are very grateful, and not the judgment
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  Speaker 3: of Heaven. We made an army in our own image
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  Speaker 3: on an island nine by seven, which faithfully mirrored its
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  Speaker 3: maker's ideals, equipment, and mental attitude. And so we got
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  Speaker 3: our lesson, and we ought to accept it with gratitude.
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  Speaker 3: We have spent two hundred million pounds to prove the
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  Speaker 3: fact once more that horses are quicker than men afoot,
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  Speaker 3: since two and two make four, and horses have four
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  Speaker 3: legs and men have two legs, and two into four
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  Speaker 3: goes twice, and nothing over except our lesson, and very
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  Speaker 3: cheap at the price. For remember this, our children shall know.
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  Speaker 3: We are too near for that knowledge, not our mere
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  Speaker 3: astonic camps, but counsel and creed and college, all the obese, unchallenged,
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  Speaker 3: old things that stifle and overlie us have felt the
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  Speaker 3: effects of the lesson. We got an advantage no money
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  Speaker 3: could buy us. Then let us develop this marvelous asset,
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  Speaker 3: which we alone command, and which it may subsequently transpire,
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  Speaker 3: will be worth as much as the round. Let us
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  Speaker 3: approach this pivotal fact in a humble yet hopeful mood.
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  Speaker 3: We have had no end of a lesson. It will
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  Speaker 3: do us no end of good. It was our fault
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  Speaker 3: and our very grateful, and now we must turn it
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  Speaker 3: to use. We have forty million reasons for failure, but
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  Speaker 3: not a single excuse. So the more we work and
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  Speaker 3: the less we talk, the better results we shall get.
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  Speaker 3: We have had an imperial lesson. It may make us
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  Speaker 3: an empire yet. End of poem. This recording is in
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  Speaker 3: the public domain.
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  Speaker 4: The files by Radyard Kipling read for LibriVox dot org
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  Speaker 4: by Samia Mavin. The files Office Files oblige me by
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  Speaker 4: referring to the files. Every question man can raise, every
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  Speaker 4: phrase of every phase of that question is on record
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  Speaker 4: in the files, threshed out, threadbare, fought and finished in
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  Speaker 4: the files. Ere The universe at large was our new
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  Speaker 4: tipped Arrow's charge ere we rediscovered Mammon and his wiles. Fienza,
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  Speaker 4: gentle reader, spent her five and twenty leader. You will
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  Speaker 4: find him and some others in the files. Warn all
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  Speaker 4: future Robert Brownings and Carliles. It will interest them to
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  Speaker 4: hunt among the files where unvisited a cold by the
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  Speaker 4: crowded years of old, and that kensall green of greatness,
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  Speaker 4: called the files in our news, Papa Array lashed to say,
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  Speaker 4: the office files where the dead men laid them down meekly,
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  Speaker 4: sure of long renown, and above them saran swift packs.
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  Speaker 4: The daily deepening drift of the all recording, all effacing files,
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  Speaker 4: the obliterating automatic files. Count the mighty men who slung
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  Speaker 4: ink evangels, sword or tongue when reforming you were young,
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  Speaker 4: made their boasts and spake according in the files. Here
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  Speaker 4: the ghosts that wake uplodding in the files, trace each
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  Speaker 4: all forgot career from long primer through revere onto depth,
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  Speaker 4: a pariminion in the files, parminion solid bottom of the files.
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  Speaker 4: Some successful kings and queens adorned the files. They were great,
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  Speaker 4: their views were leaded, and their deaths were triple headed.
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  Speaker 4: So they catch the eye in running through the files,
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  Speaker 4: show as blazes in the mazes of the files for
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  Speaker 4: their paramoors and priests, and their gross jack booted feasts
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  Speaker 4: and their epoch marking actions. See the files. Was it
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  Speaker 4: Bomba fled the Blue Sicilian Isles? Was it Safie a
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  Speaker 4: professor once of Oxford brought redress? Or Garibaldi who remembers
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  Speaker 4: forty odd year old septembers. Only sextants pay to dig
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  Speaker 4: among the files, such as I am born and bred.
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  Speaker 4: Among the files. You must hack through much deposit ere
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  Speaker 4: you know for sure who was it came to burial
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  Speaker 4: with such honour in the files only seven seasons back
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  Speaker 4: Beneath the files, very great are loss and grievous. So
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  Speaker 4: our best and brightest leave us, and it ends the
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  Speaker 4: age of giants. Say the files, all the sixty seventy
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  Speaker 4: eighty ninety files, the open minded opportunist files, the easy
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  Speaker 4: Oh King Live Forever files. It is good to read
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  Speaker 4: a little in the files. Tis assurre and sovereign balmb onto,
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  Speaker 4: philosophic calm yea and philosophic doubt. Whenlighten beguiles, when you
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  Speaker 4: know success is greatness, when you marvel at your lateness
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  Speaker 4: and apprehending facts so plain to smiles, self helpful, holly, strenuous,
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  Speaker 4: Samuel smiles. When your impo blind desire bids you set
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  Speaker 4: the tames a fire, You'll remember men have done so
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  Speaker 4: in the files. You'll have seen those flames transpire in
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  Speaker 4: the files more than once. The flood has run so
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  Speaker 4: in the files. When the congamerand horns of the reboantic
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  Speaker 4: norns ushure gentlemen and ladies with new lights on heaven
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  Speaker 4: and hades, guaranteeing to eternity all yesterday's modernity. When brock
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  Speaker 4: inspects made by someone's breadth on ink parade by very
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  Speaker 4: earnest and tremendous, let not shows if shows offend us.
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  Speaker 4: When of everything we like, shout a static quote ubique
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  Speaker 4: quote ab omnibus means temper, Oh, my brother, keep your temper,
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  Speaker 4: Light your pipe, and take a look along the files.
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  Speaker 4: You have a better chance to guess at the meaning
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  Speaker 4: of success, which is greatness VDA press when you've seen
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  Speaker 4: it in perspective in the files. End of poem. This
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  Speaker 4: recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 5: Dirge of the Dead Sisters by Rodger Kipling read for
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  Speaker 5: LibriVox dot org by crispile dirge of the dead sisters,
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  Speaker 5: who recalls the twilight and the range tints in order,
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  Speaker 5: violet peaks uplifted through the crystal evening air, and the
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  Speaker 5: clink of iron teacups, and the piteous, noble laughter, and
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  Speaker 5: the faces of the sisters with the dust upon their hair,
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  Speaker 5: now and not hereafter, while the breath is in our
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  Speaker 5: nostrils now and not hereafter Ere the meaner years go by.
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  Speaker 5: Let us now remember many honorable women such as bade
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  Speaker 5: us turn again, when we were like to die, who
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  Speaker 5: recalls the morning and the thunder through the foothills, tufts
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  Speaker 5: of fleecy shrapnels strung along the empty plains, and the
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  Speaker 5: sun scarred, red crossed coaches creeping guarded to the culvert,
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  Speaker 5: and the faces of the sisters looking gravely from the trains,
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  Speaker 5: when the days were torment and the nights were clouded terror,
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  Speaker 5: when the powers of darkness had dominion on our soul,
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  Speaker 5: when we fled consuming through the seven hells of fever,
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  Speaker 5: these put out their hands to us and healed us
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  Speaker 5: and made us whole. Who recalls the midnight by the
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  Speaker 5: bridge's wrecked abutment, autumn rain that rattled like a maxim
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  Speaker 5: on the tin, and the lightning dazzled levels, and the streaming,
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  Speaker 5: straining wagons, and the faces of the sisters as they
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  Speaker 5: bore the wounded in till the pain was merciful and
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  Speaker 5: stunned us into silence, When each nerve cried out on
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  Speaker 5: God that made the misused play. When the body triumphed
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  Speaker 5: and the last poor shame departed, these abode our agonies
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  Speaker 5: and wiped the sweat away. Who recalls the noontide and
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  Speaker 5: the funerals through the market blanket, hidden bodies, flagless, followed
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  Speaker 5: by the flies and the footsore firing party, and the
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  Speaker 5: dust and stench and staleness, and the faces of the sisters,
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  Speaker 5: and the glory in their eyes bold behind the battle
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  Speaker 5: in the open camp, all hallowed, patient, wise and mirthful.
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  Speaker 5: In the ringed and reeking town, these endured, unresting till
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  Speaker 5: they rested from their labors. Little wasted bodies ah so
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  Speaker 5: light to lower down. Yet their graves are scattered, and
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  Speaker 5: their names are clean forgotten. Earth shall not remember, But
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  Speaker 5: the waiting Angel knows them that dyed at Outflet when
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  Speaker 5: the plague was on the city, her that fell at
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  Speaker 5: Simon's town in service on our foes. Wherefore we they ransomed.
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  Speaker 5: While the breath is in our nostrils now and not hereafter,
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  Speaker 5: Ere the meaner years go by. Praise with love and
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  Speaker 5: worship many honorable women, those that gave their lives for
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  Speaker 5: us when we were like to die in the poem.
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  Speaker 5: This recording is in the public domain. Dirge of the
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  Speaker 5: Dead Sisters by Rodger Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 5: by Crispile. Dirge of the Dead Sisters, who recalls the
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  Speaker 5: twilight and the range tints in order, violet peaks uplifted
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  Speaker 5: through the crystal evening air, and the clink of iron teacups,
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  Speaker 5: and the piteous, noble laughter, and the faces of the
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  Speaker 5: sisters with the dust upon their hair, now and not hereafter,
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  Speaker 5: while the breath is in our nostrils now and not hereafter,
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  Speaker 5: Ere the meaner years go by. Let us now remember
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  Speaker 5: many honorable women such as bade us turn again when
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  Speaker 5: we were like to die, who recalls the morning and
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  Speaker 5: the thunder through the foothills, tufts of fleecy shrapnels strung
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  Speaker 5: along the empty plains, and the sun's guard red crossed
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  Speaker 5: coaches creeping guarded to the culvert, and the faces of
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  Speaker 5: the sisters looking gravely from the trains, When the days
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  Speaker 5: were torment and the nights were clouded terror, when the
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  Speaker 5: powers of darkness had dominion on our soul, when we
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  Speaker 5: fled consuming through the seven hells of fever, these put
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  Speaker 5: out their hands to us and healed us and made
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  Speaker 5: us whole. Who recalls the midnight by the bridge's wrecked abutment,
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  Speaker 5: autumn rain that rattled like a maxim on the tin,
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  Speaker 5: and the lightning dazzled levels, and the streaming, straining wagons,
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  Speaker 5: and the faces of the sisters as they bore the
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  Speaker 5: wounded in till the pain was merciful and stunned us
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  Speaker 5: into silence, When each nerve cried out on God that
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  Speaker 5: made the misused play, When the body triumphed, and the
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  Speaker 5: last poor shame departed, these abode our agonies and wiped
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  Speaker 5: the sweat away. Who recalls the noontide and the funerals
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  Speaker 5: through the market blanket, hidden bodies, flagless, followed by the
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  Speaker 5: flies and the footsore firing party, and the dust and
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  Speaker 5: stench and staleness, and the faces of the sisters, and
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  Speaker 5: the glory in their eyes bold behind the battle in
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  Speaker 5: the open camp, all hallowed, patient, wise, and mirthful. In
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  Speaker 5: the ringed and reeking town. These endured unresting till they
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  Speaker 5: rested from their labors. Little wasted bodies ah so light
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  Speaker 5: to lower down. Yet their graves are scattered, and their
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  Speaker 5: names are clean forgotten. Earth shall not remember. But the
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  Speaker 5: waiting Angel knows them that dyed at Outflet when the
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  Speaker 5: plague was on the city, her that fell at Simon's town,
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  Speaker 5: in service on our foes. Wherefore we they ransomed. While
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  Speaker 5: the breath is in our nostrils now and not hereafter
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  Speaker 5: ere the meaner years go by. Praise with love and
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  Speaker 5: worship many honorable women, those that gave their lives for
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  Speaker 5: us when we were like to die in the poem.
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  Speaker 5: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 6: The Islanders by Rudyr Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 6: by Skip Washington, d C. No doubt, but ye are
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  Speaker 6: the people. Your throne is above the kings. Whoso speaks
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  Speaker 6: in your presence must say acceptable things, bowing the head
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  Speaker 6: and worship, bending the knee, and fear bringing the word
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  Speaker 6: well smoothin', such as a king should hear. Fenced by
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  Speaker 6: your careful fathers Ringed by your lead, and seas long
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  Speaker 6: did ye waken quiet, and long lie down at ease,
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  Speaker 6: till ye said of strife, what is it of the sword?
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  Speaker 6: It is far from marken. Till ye made a sport
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  Speaker 6: of your shrunken hosts and a toy of your armed men,
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  Speaker 6: ye stopped your ears to the warning, ye would neither
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  Speaker 6: look nor heed. Ye set your leisure before their toil,
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  Speaker 6: and your luss above their need. Because of your witless learning,
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  Speaker 6: and your beasts of warren and chase, ye grudge your
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  Speaker 6: sends to their service, and your fields for their king
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  Speaker 6: camping place. Ye force them glean in the highways the
• 23:02
  Speaker 6: straw for the bricks they brought. Ye forced them following
• 23:05
  Speaker 6: by ways the craft that ye never taught. Ye hindered
• 23:08
  Speaker 6: and hampered, and crippled. Ye thrust out aside in a way,
• 23:11
  Speaker 6: those that would serve you for honor, and those that
• 23:14
  Speaker 6: served you for pay. Then were the judgments loosened. Then
• 23:17
  Speaker 6: was your shame revealed at the hands of a little people,
• 23:19
  Speaker 6: few but apt in the field. Yet ye were saved
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  Speaker 6: by a remnant and your land's long suffering star. When
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  Speaker 6: your strong men cheered in their millions, while your striplings
• 23:28
  Speaker 6: went to the war sons of the sheltered city, unmade, unhandled, unmeat.
• 23:33
  Speaker 6: Ye pushed them raw to the battle, as ye pick
• 23:35
  Speaker 6: them off from the street. And what did ye look
• 23:37
  Speaker 6: they should compass warcraft learned in a breath, knowledge unto occasion,
• 23:41
  Speaker 6: at the first far view of death. So an ye
• 23:44
  Speaker 6: train your horses and the dogs ye feed in prize.
• 23:47
  Speaker 6: How are the beast more worthy than the soldier's sacrifice?
• 23:50
  Speaker 6: But ye said, their valors shall show them. But ye said,
• 23:53
  Speaker 6: the end is close, And ye sent them comfits and
• 23:56
  Speaker 6: pictures to help them harry your foes. And ye vaunted
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  Speaker 6: your fathom less power, and ye flaunted your iron pride. Heir,
• 24:03
  Speaker 6: Ye fawnd on the younger nations, for the men who
• 24:05
  Speaker 6: could shoot and ride. Then ye return to your trinkets.
• 24:08
  Speaker 6: Then ye contented your souls with the flanneled folds at
• 24:11
  Speaker 6: the wicket, or the muddied oafs at the gulls. Given
• 24:14
  Speaker 6: to strong delusion, wholly believing a lie, ye saw that
• 24:17
  Speaker 6: the land lay fenceless. And ye let the months go by,
• 24:20
  Speaker 6: waiting some easy wonder, hoping some saving sign. Idle openly
• 24:24
  Speaker 6: idle in the lee of the fore spent line idle
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  Speaker 6: except for your boasting. And what is your boasting worth
• 24:30
  Speaker 6: if you grudge a year of service to the lordius?
• 24:33
  Speaker 6: Life on earth ancient, effortless, ordered cycle on cycle, set
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  Speaker 6: life so long untroubled, that ye who inherit forget. It
• 24:40
  Speaker 6: was not made with the mountains. It is not one
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  Speaker 6: with the deep. Men not gods devised it. Men not
• 24:46
  Speaker 6: gods must keep men, not children, servants or kinsfolk called
• 24:50
  Speaker 6: from afar. But each man born and the island broke
• 24:53
  Speaker 6: to the matter of war soberly and by custom taken
• 24:56
  Speaker 6: and trained for the same. Each man born in the
• 24:59
  Speaker 6: island entered at youth to the game, as it were
• 25:02
  Speaker 6: almost cricket, not to be mastered in haste, but after
• 25:05
  Speaker 6: trial and labor, by temperance, living chase as it were
• 25:08
  Speaker 6: almost cricket, as it were, even your play weighed and pondered,
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  Speaker 6: and worshiped, and practice day and day. So ye shall
• 25:14
  Speaker 6: bide sureguarded when the restless lightnings wake in the womb
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  Speaker 6: of the blotting war cloud, and the pallid nations quake,
• 25:21
  Speaker 6: so at the haggard trumpets instant, your soul shall leap
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  Speaker 6: forthright accoutered, accepting alert from the wells of sleep. So
• 25:29
  Speaker 6: at the threat ye shall summon. So at the need.
• 25:31
  Speaker 6: Ye shall send men, not children or servants, tempered and
• 25:35
  Speaker 6: taught to the end, cleansed of servile panic, slow to
• 25:39
  Speaker 6: dread or despise, humble because of knowledge mighty by sacrifice.
• 25:43
  Speaker 6: But ye say it will mar our comfort. Ye say
• 25:46
  Speaker 6: it will minish our trade. Do ye wait for the
• 25:49
  Speaker 6: spattered shrapnel? Ere ye learn how a gun is laid
• 25:52
  Speaker 6: for the low red glare to southward when the rated
• 25:54
  Speaker 6: coast towns burn light. Ye shall have on that lesson,
• 25:58
  Speaker 6: but little time to learn. Will ye pitch some white
• 26:00
  Speaker 6: pavilion and lustily even the odds with nets and hoops
• 26:04
  Speaker 6: and mallets, with rackets and bats and rods. Will the
• 26:07
  Speaker 6: rabbit war with your foemen? The red deer horn them
• 26:10
  Speaker 6: for hire? Your kept cock pheasant keep you. He is
• 26:12
  Speaker 6: master of many a shire, arid aloof incurious unthinking. I'm
• 26:17
  Speaker 6: thanking guilt. Will ye loose your schools to flout them
• 26:20
  Speaker 6: till their browbie columns smelt. Will ye pray them, or
• 26:23
  Speaker 6: preach them, or print them, or ballot them back from
• 26:26
  Speaker 6: your shore? Will your workmen issue a mandate to bit them?
• 26:29
  Speaker 6: Strike no more? Will ye rise and too thrown your rulers,
• 26:32
  Speaker 6: because ye were idle, both pride by insolence, chastened indolence
• 26:37
  Speaker 6: perched by sloth. No doubt, but ye are the people
• 26:40
  Speaker 6: who shall make you afraid. Also. Your gods are many,
• 26:43
  Speaker 6: no doubt, But your gods shall aid idols of greasy
• 26:46
  Speaker 6: altars built for the body's ease, proud little brazen bales
• 26:50
  Speaker 6: and talking fetishes, Tariffs of septim party and wise wood
• 26:54
  Speaker 6: pavement gods. These shall come down to the battle and
• 26:57
  Speaker 6: snatch you from under the rods, from the gold dusty,
• 27:00
  Speaker 6: flickering gun roll with viewless salvo's rent, and the pitted
• 27:04
  Speaker 6: hail of the bullets that tell not whence they were sent.
• 27:07
  Speaker 6: When ye are ringed as with iron, when ye are
• 27:09
  Speaker 6: scourged as with whips, when the meat is yet in
• 27:12
  Speaker 6: your belly and the boast is yet on your lips,
• 27:14
  Speaker 6: when ye go forth that morning and the noon beholds
• 27:17
  Speaker 6: you broke, ere, ye lie down at even your remnant
• 27:20
  Speaker 6: under the yoke. No doubt, but ye are the people, absolute, strong,
• 27:24
  Speaker 6: and wise. Whatever your heart has desired, ye have not
• 27:27
  Speaker 6: withheld from your eyes, on your own heads, in your
• 27:30
  Speaker 6: own hands, the sin and the Saving Lies and of poem.
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  Speaker 6: This recording is in the public domain.
• 27:43
  Speaker 7: The Piece of Deeds by Rudyard Kipling read for LibriVox
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  Speaker 7: dot Org by Lari Wilson. The word came down to
• 27:54
  Speaker 7: deaves and torment where he lay. Our world is full
• 27:58
  Speaker 7: of wickedness by children, nime and slay, and the saint
• 28:03
  Speaker 7: and sere and prophet can make no better of it
• 28:06
  Speaker 7: than to sanctify and prophesy and pray. Rise up, Rise
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  Speaker 7: up thou deves, and take again thy gold and thy
• 28:16
  Speaker 7: women and thy housen, as they were to thee of old.
• 28:19
  Speaker 7: It may be grace hath found thee in the furnace
• 28:22
  Speaker 7: where we bound thee, and that thou shalt bring my peace,
• 28:26
  Speaker 7: my son foretold. They merrily rose thieves, and leaped from
• 28:30
  Speaker 7: out his fire, and walked abroad with diligence to do
• 28:34
  Speaker 7: the lord's desire and anon. The battle ceased, and the
• 28:38
  Speaker 7: captives were released, and earth had rest from gushen to getdire.
• 28:44
  Speaker 7: The word came down to Satan, that raged and roar'd
• 28:47
  Speaker 7: alone mid the shouting of the peoples by the cannon overthrown.
• 28:52
  Speaker 7: But the prophets, saints and seers set each other by
• 28:56
  Speaker 7: the ears, for each would claim the marvel as his own.
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  Speaker 7: Rise up, Rise up thou, Satan, upon the earth, to
• 29:04
  Speaker 7: go and prove the peace of deeds, if it be
• 29:08
  Speaker 7: good or no. For all that he hath planned, we
• 29:11
  Speaker 7: delivered to thy hand, as thy skill shall serve to
• 29:15
  Speaker 7: break it or bring it low. Then mightily rose Satan,
• 29:20
  Speaker 7: and about the earth he hide and breathed on kings
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  Speaker 7: in idleness and princes drunk with pride. But for all
• 29:28
  Speaker 7: the wrong he breathed, there was never sword unsheathed, and
• 29:32
  Speaker 7: the fires he lighted flickered out and died. Then terribly
• 29:37
  Speaker 7: rose Satan, and he darkened earth afar till he came
• 29:41
  Speaker 7: on cunning deaves where the money changers are, and he
• 29:45
  Speaker 7: saw men pledge their gear for the gold that buys
• 29:48
  Speaker 7: the spear and the helmet and the harborgen of war.
• 29:52
  Speaker 7: Yea to deaves came the Persian and the Syrian and
• 29:55
  Speaker 7: the Mead, and their hearts were nothing altered, nor their
• 29:59
  Speaker 7: cunning nor their greed. And they pledged their flocks and
• 30:02
  Speaker 7: farms for the king, compelling arms, and thieves lent according
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  Speaker 7: to their need. Then Satan said to thieves, return again
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  Speaker 7: with me, who has broken his commandment in the day
• 30:15
  Speaker 7: he set thee free, who grindest for thy greed man's
• 30:20
  Speaker 7: belly pinch and need and the blood of man to
• 30:23
  Speaker 7: fill the usury. Then softly answered, dies, where the money
• 30:28
  Speaker 7: changers set? My refuge is our master, O, my master
• 30:33
  Speaker 7: in the pit. But behold, all earth is laid in
• 30:37
  Speaker 7: the peace which I have made, And behold I wait
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  Speaker 7: on thee to trouble it. Then angrily turned Satan, and
• 30:45
  Speaker 7: about the seas he fled to shake the new sown
• 30:48
  Speaker 7: peoples with insult, doubt, and dread. But for all the
• 30:53
  Speaker 7: slight he used, there was never squadron loosed, and the
• 30:57
  Speaker 7: brands he flung flew dye and ill dead. Yet to
• 31:02
  Speaker 7: Deves came Atlantis and the captains of the West, and
• 31:06
  Speaker 7: their hates were nothing weakened, nor their anger nor unrest.
• 31:09
  Speaker 7: And they pawned their utmost trade for the dry decreame blade,
• 31:15
  Speaker 7: and these slent and took of them their best. Then
• 31:19
  Speaker 7: Satan said to Deves, declare thou by thy name the
• 31:24
  Speaker 7: secret of thy subtlety that turneth mine to shame. It
• 31:30
  Speaker 7: is known through all the hells how my peoples mocked
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  Speaker 7: my spells and my faithless kings denied me. Ere I came,
• 31:40
  Speaker 7: then answered, cunning deeves, do not gold and hate abide
• 31:45
  Speaker 7: at the heart of every magic yea and senseless fear
• 31:48
  Speaker 7: beside with gold and fear and hate. I have harnessed
• 31:53
  Speaker 7: state to state, and with hate and fear and gold,
• 31:57
  Speaker 7: their hates are tied. For hate men seek a weapon
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  Speaker 7: for fear. They seek a shield, keener blades and broader
• 32:05
  Speaker 7: targes than their frantic neighbors wield. For gold, I arm
• 32:10
  Speaker 7: their hands, and for gold I buy their lands, And
• 32:14
  Speaker 7: for gold I sell their enemies. The yield their nearest
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  Speaker 7: foes may purchase, or their furthest friends may lease one
• 32:23
  Speaker 7: by one from ancient acad to the islands of the seas,
• 32:27
  Speaker 7: and their covenants they make for the naked iron's sake.
• 32:30
  Speaker 7: But I I trap them, armored into peace. The flocks
• 32:35
  Speaker 7: that Egypt pledged me to Assyria, I drave and phaaoh
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  Speaker 7: hath the increase of the herds that Sargon gave Not
• 32:43
  Speaker 7: for Asdad overthrown, will the kings destroy their own or
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  Speaker 7: their peoples wake. The strife they feign to brave is
• 32:52
  Speaker 7: not calnel like carchemish, For the steeds of their desire.
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  Speaker 7: They have sold me seven harvests that I sell to
• 32:59
  Speaker 7: crowning tires, and the Tyrian sweeps the plains with a
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  Speaker 7: thousand hired wains, and the cities keep the peace and
• 33:07
  Speaker 7: share the higher hast thou seen the pride of Moab
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  Speaker 7: for the swords about his path. His bond is to
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  Speaker 7: Felictia in half of all he hath, and he dare
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  Speaker 7: not draw the sword till Gaza give him word, and
• 33:21
  Speaker 7: he show release from ascalon, and Gath wilt thou call again,
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  Speaker 7: thy peoples, Wilt thou craze, and you, thy kings lo
• 33:32
  Speaker 7: My lightnings pass before thee, and their whistling servant brings
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  Speaker 7: ere the drowsy street. Hath stirred every masted and midnight word,
• 33:41
  Speaker 7: and the nations break their fast upon these things. So
• 33:45
  Speaker 7: I make a jest of wonder and a mock of
• 33:48
  Speaker 7: time and space, the roofless seas and hostile, and the
• 33:52
  Speaker 7: earth a market place where the anxious traitors know each
• 33:56
  Speaker 7: is surety for his foe, and none may thrive with
• 33:59
  Speaker 7: us his fellow's grace. Now this is all my subtlety,
• 34:05
  Speaker 7: and this is all my wit. God give thee good
• 34:09
  Speaker 7: enlightenment my master in the pit. But behold, all earth
• 34:14
  Speaker 7: is laid in peace which I have made. And behold
• 34:18
  Speaker 7: I wait on thee to trouble it. In a poem.
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  Speaker 7: This recording is in the public domain.
• 34:33
  Speaker 8: South Africa by Rudyard Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org
• 34:40
  Speaker 8: by Allan Mapstone lived a woman wonderful. May the Lord
• 34:48
  Speaker 8: amend her. Neither simple kind nor true, but her pagan
• 34:53
  Speaker 8: beauty drew Christian gentleman a few hotly to attend her.
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  Speaker 8: Christian gentlemen, a few from Berwick unto Dover. For she
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  Speaker 8: was South Africa, and she was South Africa. She was
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  Speaker 8: our South Africa, Africa all over. Half her land was
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  Speaker 8: dead with drought, half was red with battle. She was
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  Speaker 8: fenced with fire and sword, Plague on pestilence outpoured locusts
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  Speaker 8: on the greening sward, and moraine on the cattle. True
• 35:32
  Speaker 8: are true and over true. That is why we love her.
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  Speaker 8: For she is South Africa, and she is South Africa.
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  Speaker 8: She is our South Africa, Africa all over bitter hard,
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  Speaker 8: her lovers toil'd scandalous, their payment, food forgot on trains, derail'd,
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  Speaker 8: cattle dung where fuel failed water where the mules had
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  Speaker 8: stal'd and sackcloth for their raiment. So she filled their
• 36:06
  Speaker 8: mouths with dust and their bones with fever, greeted them
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  Speaker 8: with cruel lummies, treated them despiteful wise meetd them calamities,
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  Speaker 8: till they vowed to leave her. They took ship, and
• 36:22
  Speaker 8: they took sail, raging from her borders in a little Nonetheless,
• 36:29
  Speaker 8: they forgot their sworderress, They forgave her waywardness, and return'd
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  Speaker 8: for orders. They esteem'd her favor more than a throne's foundation,
• 36:43
  Speaker 8: for the glory of her face, bade farewell to breed
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  Speaker 8: and race yea, and made their burial place altar of
• 36:53
  Speaker 8: a nation, wherefore, being bought by blood and by blood,
• 36:58
  Speaker 8: restoreed to the arms that nearly lost She because of
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  Speaker 8: all she cost, stands the very woman most perfect and adore.
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  Speaker 8: Ed on your feet, and let them know this is
• 37:14
  Speaker 8: why we love her. For she is South Africa. She
• 37:19
  Speaker 8: is our South Africa, is our own South Africa. Africa
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  Speaker 8: all over. End of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 8: public domain.
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  Speaker 9: The Settler by Rudyard Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 9: by Josh Bothel. Here where my fresh turned furrows run
• 37:48
  Speaker 9: and the deep soil glistens red. I will repair the
• 37:51
  Speaker 9: wrong that was done to the living and the dead. Here,
• 37:55
  Speaker 9: where the senseless bullet fell and the barren shrapnel burst,
• 37:59
  Speaker 9: I will play a tree. I will dig a well
• 38:02
  Speaker 9: against the heat and the thirst. Here, in a large
• 38:06
  Speaker 9: and sunlit land, where no wrong bites to the bone.
• 38:10
  Speaker 9: I will lay my hand in my neighbor's hand, and
• 38:12
  Speaker 9: together we will atone for the set folly and the
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  Speaker 9: red breech, and the black waste of it, all, giving
• 38:18
  Speaker 9: and taking counsel each over the cattle crawl. Here will
• 38:22
  Speaker 9: we join against our foes, the hail stroke and the storm,
• 38:26
  Speaker 9: and the red and rustling cloud that blows the locusts
• 38:30
  Speaker 9: mile deep swarm, frost and morin and floods let loose.
• 38:34
  Speaker 9: Shall launch us side by side in the holy wars
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  Speaker 9: that have no truce, TwixT seed and harvest tide. Earth,
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  Speaker 9: where we rode to slay or be slain, our love
• 38:45
  Speaker 9: shall redeem unto life. We will gather and lead to
• 38:48
  Speaker 9: her lips again the waters of ancient strife from the
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  Speaker 9: far and the fiercely guarded streams, and the pools where
• 38:56
  Speaker 9: we lay in wait till the corn cover our evil dreams,
• 39:00
  Speaker 9: and the young corn our hate. And when we bring
• 39:03
  Speaker 9: old fights to mind, we will not remember the sin
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  Speaker 9: if there be blood on his head of my kind,
• 39:09
  Speaker 9: or blood on my head of his kin. For the
• 39:12
  Speaker 9: ungrazed upland the untilled lee cry, and the fields forlorn,
• 39:17
  Speaker 9: the dead must bury their dead. But ye ye serve
• 39:21
  Speaker 9: an host unborn. Bless then our God, the new yoked plow,
• 39:26
  Speaker 9: and the good beasts that draw, and the bread we
• 39:29
  Speaker 9: eat in the sweat of our brow. According to Thy law.
• 39:32
  Speaker 9: After us cometh a multitude prosper the work of our hands,
• 39:36
  Speaker 9: that we may feed with our land's food, the folk
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  Speaker 9: of all our lands. Here in the waves and the
• 39:43
  Speaker 9: troughs of the plains, where the healing stillness lies, and
• 39:46
  Speaker 9: the vast benignant sky restrains, and the long days, make
• 39:50
  Speaker 9: wise bless to our use, the rain in the sun
• 39:53
  Speaker 9: and the blind seed in its bed, that we may
• 39:56
  Speaker 9: repair the wrong that is done to the living and
• 39:58
  Speaker 9: the dead and poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 7: Service Songs by Rudyard Kipling, read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 7: by Larry Wilson, Tommy Tommy Us. When it began, but
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  Speaker 7: now that is over, you shall be called the serviceman
• 40:25
  Speaker 7: ince forward evermore. Battery, brigade, flank, center, van defaulter, Army Corps.
• 40:32
  Speaker 7: From first to last, the serviceman ince forward evermore. From
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  Speaker 7: Halifax to Indestan, from York to Singapore, orse foot and guns,
• 40:43
  Speaker 7: the serviceman ince forward evermore. In a poem. This recording
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  Speaker 7: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 8: Chance Pagan by Rudgi Kipling, read forlibrivox dot Org by
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  Speaker 8: our Mapstone, English Irregular, ninety nine to O two. Me
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  Speaker 8: that have been what I have been, Me that have
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  Speaker 8: gone where I have gone, Me that have seen what
• 41:18
  Speaker 8: I have seen? How can I ever take on with
• 41:21
  Speaker 8: awful old England again an ouses both sides of the street,
• 41:26
  Speaker 8: and edges, two sides of the lane, and the parson
• 41:29
  Speaker 8: and gentry between, and touching me up when we meet me,
• 41:34
  Speaker 8: that have been what I've been, Me that have watched
• 41:38
  Speaker 8: half the world eve up or shiny with dew copy
• 41:43
  Speaker 8: on cop to the sun, and soon as the mistlet
• 41:46
  Speaker 8: em through are ele e oh's winking like fun. Three
• 41:50
  Speaker 8: sides of a ninety mile square, or valleys as big
• 41:54
  Speaker 8: as a shire are ye there are, ye, there are
• 41:57
  Speaker 8: ye there, And then the blind drum of our fire,
• 42:01
  Speaker 8: and I'm rolling his lawns for the squire. Me me
• 42:06
  Speaker 8: that have rode through the dark forty mile off and
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  Speaker 8: on end along the Maulinsburg Range, with only the stars
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  Speaker 8: for my mark, and only the night for my friend,
• 42:18
  Speaker 8: and things running off as you pass, and things jumping
• 42:22
  Speaker 8: up in the grass, and the silence, the shine, and
• 42:24
  Speaker 8: the size of the hyeh inexpressible skies. I am taking
• 42:30
  Speaker 8: some letters almost as much as a mile to the post,
• 42:34
  Speaker 8: and mind you come back with the change. Me me
• 42:40
  Speaker 8: that saw Barbarton took when we dropped through the clouds
• 42:44
  Speaker 8: on their head, and they oved the guns over and fled.
• 42:48
  Speaker 8: Me that was through diamond ill and pieces in spring
• 42:51
  Speaker 8: and Belfast, from Dundee to Eringien, all me that stuck
• 42:55
  Speaker 8: out to the last, and five blooming bars on my chest.
• 43:00
  Speaker 8: I'm doing my Sunday school best, by the help of
• 43:03
  Speaker 8: the squire and his wife. Not to mention the housemaid
• 43:07
  Speaker 8: and cook to come in and hand's up, and be
• 43:10
  Speaker 8: still and honestly work for my bread, my living in
• 43:15
  Speaker 8: that state of life to which it shall please God
• 43:18
  Speaker 8: to call me, me that have followed my trade in
• 43:23
  Speaker 8: the place where the lightnings are made TwixT the rains
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  Speaker 8: and the sun and the moon me that lay down
• 43:30
  Speaker 8: and got up three years, and the sky for my
• 43:33
  Speaker 8: roof that have ridden my hunger and thirst, six thousand
• 43:37
  Speaker 8: raw miles on the oof, with the val and the
• 43:40
  Speaker 8: orange for cup, and the brandwater basin for dish. Oh,
• 43:45
  Speaker 8: it's hard to behave, as they wish too hard and
• 43:48
  Speaker 8: a little too soon. I'll have to think over it first.
• 43:53
  Speaker 8: Me all will arise and get ends. I will trek
• 43:59
  Speaker 8: south and make shore. If it's only my fancy or
• 44:02
  Speaker 8: not that the sunshine of England is pale, and the
• 44:06
  Speaker 8: breezes of England are stale, and there's something gone small
• 44:10
  Speaker 8: with the lot. For I know of a sun and
• 44:13
  Speaker 8: a wind, and some plains and a mountain behind, and
• 44:17
  Speaker 8: some graves by a barred wire fence, and a Dutchman.
• 44:20
  Speaker 8: I thought, who might give me a job where I
• 44:23
  Speaker 8: ever inclined to look in an off saddle and live
• 44:27
  Speaker 8: where there's neither a road nor a tree, but only
• 44:31
  Speaker 8: my maker and me. And I think it will kill
• 44:34
  Speaker 8: me or cure So I think I will go there
• 44:37
  Speaker 8: and see end of poem. This recording is in the
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  Speaker 8: public domain.
• 44:51
  Speaker 10: Am I mounted infantry of the line by Rudyard Kipling
• 44:56
  Speaker 10: read for LibriVox dot Org by K. L. Zelki. I
• 45:02
  Speaker 10: wish my mother could see me now, with a fence
• 45:05
  Speaker 10: post under my arm, and a knife and a spoon
• 45:08
  Speaker 10: in my puddies that I found on our bower farm,
• 45:12
  Speaker 10: a top of a sore back dodgentine with a thirst
• 45:15
  Speaker 10: that you couldn't buy. I used to be in the Yorkshires,
• 45:19
  Speaker 10: once Sussex Lincoln's and Rifles, once Hampshire's Gloucesters and Scottish
• 45:25
  Speaker 10: once eh. But now I M M I. That is
• 45:30
  Speaker 10: what we are known as. That is the name you
• 45:33
  Speaker 10: must call if you want officers, servants, pickets and horse
• 45:37
  Speaker 10: guards and all details for burying parties, company cooks, a
• 45:41
  Speaker 10: supply turn out, the chronic Icona's roll up. The m
• 45:47
  Speaker 10: I bands are spotty with veltsores. My shirt is a
• 45:51
  Speaker 10: button and frill, and the things I've used my bayonet
• 45:55
  Speaker 10: for would make a tinker ill. And I don't know
• 45:59
  Speaker 10: who whose damn column I'm in, know where we're trekking,
• 46:04
  Speaker 10: Know why I've trucked from the vow to the orange once,
• 46:09
  Speaker 10: from the vow to the greasy pongolo once, or else
• 46:12
  Speaker 10: it was called the zambizi once. For now I am
• 46:16
  Speaker 10: am I. That is what we are known as. We
• 46:20
  Speaker 10: are the push you require for out post all night
• 46:24
  Speaker 10: under freezing and rear guard all day under fire. Anything
• 46:29
  Speaker 10: ot or unwholesome, anything dusty or dry, borrow a bunch
• 46:34
  Speaker 10: of iconas trot out the m I our sergeant major's,
• 46:41
  Speaker 10: a sublaterne, our captains, a fusilier, our adjutant's late of
• 46:46
  Speaker 10: somebody's horse, and a Melbourne auctioneer. But you couldn't spot
• 46:51
  Speaker 10: us at our for a mile from the cracked cavalry.
• 46:55
  Speaker 10: They used to talk about lantros once who saws dragoons
• 46:59
  Speaker 10: and lancers once Elmet's pistols and cobbings once. But now
• 47:05
  Speaker 10: we are am I, that is what we are known as.
• 47:09
  Speaker 10: We are the orphans they blame for begging the loan
• 47:12
  Speaker 10: of an headstall and making amount to the same. Can't
• 47:16
  Speaker 10: even look at our horse line. But someone goes beller
• 47:19
  Speaker 10: and hey, here comes a burglar. I kona what sachu
• 47:24
  Speaker 10: am I. We're tracking our twenty miles a day and
• 47:28
  Speaker 10: being loved by the Dutch, but we don't hold on
• 47:32
  Speaker 10: by the main no more, nor lose our stirrups much,
• 47:36
  Speaker 10: and we scout with a senior man in charge where
• 47:39
  Speaker 10: the holy white flags fly. We used to think they
• 47:43
  Speaker 10: were friendly once, didn't take any precautions once once meduckie,
• 47:48
  Speaker 10: and only once. But now we are am I. That
• 47:53
  Speaker 10: is what we are known as. We are the beggars
• 47:56
  Speaker 10: that got three days to learn equitation and six months
• 48:00
  Speaker 10: of bloomin' well trot cow guns and cattle and convoys
• 48:05
  Speaker 10: and mister DeWitt on the fly. We are the rollin iconnas.
• 48:09
  Speaker 10: We are the m I. The new fat regiments come
• 48:14
  Speaker 10: from home, imagine in vain vcs, the same as our
• 48:18
  Speaker 10: talkie fighty men, which are often number threes. But our
• 48:23
  Speaker 10: words a command are scatter and clothes and let your
• 48:27
  Speaker 10: wounded lie. We used to rescue 'em noble once given
• 48:32
  Speaker 10: the range, as we raised them once, getting them killed
• 48:36
  Speaker 10: as we saved them once. But now we are m I.
• 48:41
  Speaker 10: That is what we are known as. We are the
• 48:44
  Speaker 10: lanterns you view after a fight round the kopches looking
• 48:48
  Speaker 10: for men that we knew, whistlin and callin together Alton
• 48:53
  Speaker 10: to catch the reply. Help me, oh, help me iconez
• 48:58
  Speaker 10: this way the I wish my mother could see me
• 49:04
  Speaker 10: now I gather a news on my own when I
• 49:07
  Speaker 10: ride like a general up to the scrub and ride
• 49:11
  Speaker 10: back like Todd Sloane remarkable, close to myles his neck
• 49:16
  Speaker 10: to let the shots go by. We used to fancy
• 49:19
  Speaker 10: it risky once, called it a reconnaissance. Once under the
• 49:24
  Speaker 10: charge of an officer once. But now we are m I.
• 49:30
  Speaker 10: That is what we are known as. That is the
• 49:32
  Speaker 10: song you must say when you want men to be mausered.
• 49:36
  Speaker 10: I'd won in a penny a day were no five
• 49:39
  Speaker 10: Bob colonials. We are the home made supply. Ask for
• 49:43
  Speaker 10: the London iconas ring up the m I. I wish
• 49:49
  Speaker 10: myself could talk to myself as I left them a
• 49:52
  Speaker 10: year ago. I could tell him a lot that would
• 49:56
  Speaker 10: save him a lot on the things that he ought
• 49:59
  Speaker 10: to know. When I think of that ignorant Barracks bird,
• 50:04
  Speaker 10: it almost makes me cry. I used to belong in
• 50:08
  Speaker 10: an army once. God, what a rum little army wants red,
• 50:13
  Speaker 10: little dead little army. Once, But now I am m I.
• 50:19
  Speaker 10: That is what we are known as. We are the
• 50:22
  Speaker 10: men that have been over a year at the business,
• 50:26
  Speaker 10: smelt it and felt it and seen I have got
• 50:30
  Speaker 10: old of the needful you will be told by and by.
• 50:34
  Speaker 10: Wait till you've heard the iconas spoke to the old
• 50:38
  Speaker 10: m I Mount march iconas stand to your horses again,
• 50:44
  Speaker 10: Mop off the frost on the saddles, Mop up the
• 50:47
  Speaker 10: miles on the plain, go out the stars at the dawning.
• 50:52
  Speaker 10: Up goes our dust to the sky walk trot iconas
• 50:58
  Speaker 10: trek jow the old m I end of palm. This
• 51:04
  Speaker 10: recording is in the public domain.
• 51:12
  Speaker 8: Columns by Rudyard Kipling read philipprivox dot org by Alum
• 51:18
  Speaker 8: Mapstone Mobile Columns of the later Wars, How the wilderness
• 51:26
  Speaker 8: dusty and dry? Time and eye time to be trekking again?
• 51:29
  Speaker 8: Who is it? Adds to the detailed supply. A section
• 51:32
  Speaker 8: of pompom and six hundred men here comes to clerk
• 51:36
  Speaker 8: with his lantern and keys. Time and eye time to
• 51:38
  Speaker 8: be trekking again, surplus of everything, Draw what you please
• 51:42
  Speaker 8: for the section the pompom and six hundred men. What
• 51:45
  Speaker 8: are our orders? And where do we lay? Time and
• 51:48
  Speaker 8: eye time to be trekking again. You came after dark,
• 51:51
  Speaker 8: You will leave before day. You section you pompom and
• 51:54
  Speaker 8: six hundred men down the tin street, half awake and unfed,
• 51:58
  Speaker 8: arked to and blessing the General in bed. Now by
• 52:01
  Speaker 8: the church and the outspound. They wind over the ridge,
• 52:04
  Speaker 8: and it's all left behind for the Section, the Pompom
• 52:07
  Speaker 8: and six hundred men. Soon they will camp as the
• 52:10
  Speaker 8: dawns growing gray, roll up for coffee, and sleep what
• 52:13
  Speaker 8: they may. The Section, the Pompom and six hundred men
• 52:17
  Speaker 8: read their own letters, their papers and such, for they'll
• 52:19
  Speaker 8: move after dark to astonish the Dutch with a section.
• 52:22
  Speaker 8: A Pompom and six hundred men, hunting for shade as
• 52:26
  Speaker 8: the long hours pass. Blankets on rifles, of burrows in
• 52:29
  Speaker 8: grass lies the Section the Pompom and six hundred men,
• 52:34
  Speaker 8: doss in and beating a shirt in the sun, watching comeleions,
• 52:37
  Speaker 8: or cleaning a gun, which the section the Pompom and
• 52:40
  Speaker 8: six hundred men with nothing but stillness as far as
• 52:43
  Speaker 8: you please, and the silly mirage stringing islands and seas
• 52:47
  Speaker 8: round the Section the Pompom and six hundred men. So
• 52:51
  Speaker 8: they strip off their eye, and they grills in their
• 52:53
  Speaker 8: bones till the shadows crawl out from beneath the poor
• 52:55
  Speaker 8: stones towards the Section. The Pompom and six hundred men
• 53:00
  Speaker 8: and the mauserbird stops and the jackals begin, and the
• 53:03
  Speaker 8: orse guard comes up, and the gunners look in as
• 53:06
  Speaker 8: into the Pompom and six hundred men off through the
• 53:10
  Speaker 8: dark with the stars to rely on Alpha century and
• 53:13
  Speaker 8: somethin Orion moves the section. The Pompom and six hundred men,
• 53:18
  Speaker 8: soon blaming all where the ant bearers broke. The same
• 53:20
  Speaker 8: blooming stumble and same blooming joke down the section. The
• 53:24
  Speaker 8: Pompom and six hundred men, same wish is right where
• 53:28
  Speaker 8: the cart tracks divide, the same give it up from
• 53:30
  Speaker 8: the same clever guide to the section. The Pompom and
• 53:33
  Speaker 8: six hundred men, same tumble down on the same hidden farm,
• 53:38
  Speaker 8: same white eyed kaffir who gives the alarm of the section.
• 53:42
  Speaker 8: The Pompom and six hundred men, same shooting wild at
• 53:46
  Speaker 8: the end of the night, same flying tackle and same
• 53:49
  Speaker 8: messy flight by the section. The Pompom and six hundred men,
• 53:54
  Speaker 8: same ugly yc up and same arid squeal when it's
• 53:57
  Speaker 8: too dark to see and it's too late a feel
• 54:00
  Speaker 8: in the section. The Pompom and six hundred men, same
• 54:04
  Speaker 8: bash of prisoners, airy and still watching their comrades bow
• 54:08
  Speaker 8: over the earl from the section. The Pompom and six
• 54:11
  Speaker 8: hundred men, same chili glare in the eye of the
• 54:15
  Speaker 8: sun as he gets up displeasure to see what was
• 54:18
  Speaker 8: done by the section the pompomb and six hundred men,
• 54:22
  Speaker 8: Same splash of pink on the stoop or the crow,
• 54:25
  Speaker 8: and the same quiet face which is finished with all
• 54:28
  Speaker 8: in the section the pompom and six hundred men. Our
• 54:32
  Speaker 8: the wilderness, dusty and dry time, and eye time to
• 54:36
  Speaker 8: be trekking again? Who is it? Adds to the detailed
• 54:39
  Speaker 8: supply a section A pombomb and six hundred men. End
• 54:45
  Speaker 8: of poem. This recording is in the public domain. The
• 54:55
  Speaker 8: parting of the columns by Rudyard Kipling read forlibremonts dot
• 55:02
  Speaker 8: Org by Alan Mattstone. On the nth instant, a mixed
• 55:08
  Speaker 8: detachment of colonials left Blunk for Cape Town, there to
• 55:12
  Speaker 8: rejoin their respective homeward bound contingents after fifteen months service
• 55:17
  Speaker 8: in the field. They were escorted to the station by
• 55:21
  Speaker 8: the regular troops in garrison and the bulk of Colonel
• 55:24
  Speaker 8: Blank's column, which has just come in to refit preparatory
• 55:28
  Speaker 8: to further operations. The leave taking was of the most
• 55:32
  Speaker 8: cordial character, the men cheering each other continuously any newspaper.
• 55:41
  Speaker 8: We've rowed in forour and ate and drunk as rations
• 55:44
  Speaker 8: come to had together for a year or more around
• 55:48
  Speaker 8: this stinking land. Now you're going home again, but we
• 55:52
  Speaker 8: must see it through. We needn't tell we liked you well. Goodbye,
• 55:56
  Speaker 8: good luck to you. You add no special court all
• 56:00
  Speaker 8: to come. And so you doubled out and learned us
• 56:03
  Speaker 8: how to camp and cook and steal a horse and
• 56:06
  Speaker 8: scout whatever game we fancied most, you joyful played it too,
• 56:11
  Speaker 8: and rather better or no, goodbye, good luck to you.
• 56:16
  Speaker 8: There isn't much we haven't shared since Krueger cut and run,
• 56:19
  Speaker 8: the same old work, the same old scoff, the same
• 56:22
  Speaker 8: old dust and sun, the same old chance that laid
• 56:25
  Speaker 8: us out or winked and let us through the same
• 56:28
  Speaker 8: old life, the same old death. Goodbye, good luck to you.
• 56:34
  Speaker 8: Our blood has truly mixed with yours all down the
• 56:37
  Speaker 8: red Cross train. We've bit the same thermometer in blooming
• 56:41
  Speaker 8: typhoid teen. We've had the same old temperature, the same
• 56:45
  Speaker 8: relapses too, the same old soul back fever chart. Goodbye,
• 56:50
  Speaker 8: good luck to you. But twasn't merely this and that
• 56:54
  Speaker 8: which all the world may know tis how you talked
• 56:57
  Speaker 8: and looked at things which made us like you so
• 57:00
  Speaker 8: all independent, queer and ought, but most amazing new my word,
• 57:05
  Speaker 8: you shut us up to rights. Good Bye, good luck
• 57:08
  Speaker 8: to you. Think of the stories round the fire, the
• 57:12
  Speaker 8: tales along the trek a Calgary and Wellington and Sydney
• 57:16
  Speaker 8: and Quebec, and mine and farm and ranch and run,
• 57:20
  Speaker 8: and moose and cariboo and parrots pecking lambs to death.
• 57:24
  Speaker 8: Good Bye, good luck to you. We've seen you own
• 57:29
  Speaker 8: by word of mouth. We watch your rivers shine, We've
• 57:32
  Speaker 8: urged your blooming forest blow of eucalypt and pine, Your
• 57:37
  Speaker 8: young gay countries north and south. We feel we own
• 57:40
  Speaker 8: em too, for they was made by rank and file.
• 57:44
  Speaker 8: Good Bye, good luck to you. We'll never read the
• 57:47
  Speaker 8: papers now without inquiring first for word from all those
• 57:51
  Speaker 8: friendly darps where you was born and nursed. Why Dawson
• 57:55
  Speaker 8: gall and Montreal Port, Darwin Timeroo there just across the road. Goodbye,
• 58:02
  Speaker 8: good luck to you, Goodbye so long. Don't lose yourself
• 58:07
  Speaker 8: nor us nor all kind friends. But tell the girls
• 58:11
  Speaker 8: your side. The drift were coming when it ends. Goodbye,
• 58:14
  Speaker 8: you blooming Atlases. You've taught us something new. The world's
• 58:18
  Speaker 8: no bigger than a crow. Goodbye, good luck to you.
• 58:24
  Speaker 8: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
• 58:34
  Speaker 8: Two copiers by Rudyard Kipling read Forliveryvox dot Org by
• 58:41
  Speaker 8: Alan Mapstone, made yeomanry. Only two African copiers. Only the
• 58:49
  Speaker 8: car tracks that wind empty and open between them, only
• 58:54
  Speaker 8: the trans vel behind. Only an alder shot column marching
• 58:59
  Speaker 8: to conquer the land, And only a sudden and solemn
• 59:03
  Speaker 8: visit unarmed to the rand. Then scorn not the African copier,
• 59:08
  Speaker 8: the copier that smiles in the heap, the wholly unoccupied copier,
• 59:13
  Speaker 8: the home of Cornelius and Pete. You can never be
• 59:16
  Speaker 8: sure of your copier, but of this be you, blooming
• 59:19
  Speaker 8: well shore. A copier is always a copier, and a
• 59:23
  Speaker 8: booja is always a bore. Only two African copiers. Only
• 59:29
  Speaker 8: the vultures above, Only baboons at the bottom. Only some
• 59:34
  Speaker 8: buck on the move. Only a Kensington dreaper only pretending
• 59:39
  Speaker 8: to scout. Only bad news for the paper. Only another knockout.
• 59:45
  Speaker 8: Then mock not the African copier, and rub not your
• 59:48
  Speaker 8: flank on its side. The silent and simmering copier, the
• 59:53
  Speaker 8: copier beloved by the guide. You can never be sure
• 59:56
  Speaker 8: of your copier, but of this be you, blooming well shore.
• 1:00:00
  Speaker 8: A copier is always a copier, and Abouja is always
• 1:00:04
  Speaker 8: a bore. Only two African copiers. Only the dust of
• 1:00:09
  Speaker 8: their wheels, only a bolted commando, only our guns at
• 1:00:14
  Speaker 8: their heels, only a little barbed wire, only a natural fork.
• 1:00:20
  Speaker 8: Only bisections retire, only regret to report. Then not not
• 1:00:26
  Speaker 8: the African copia, especially when it is twins, one sharp
• 1:00:31
  Speaker 8: and one table top copier. For that's where the trouble begins.
• 1:00:35
  Speaker 8: You can never be sure of your copier, but of
• 1:00:38
  Speaker 8: this be you, blooming well shore. A copier is always
• 1:00:42
  Speaker 8: a copier, and Abouja is always a bore. Only two
• 1:00:47
  Speaker 8: African copiers baited the same as before. Only we've had
• 1:00:52
  Speaker 8: it so often. Only we're taking no more. Only a
• 1:00:56
  Speaker 8: wave to our troopers, only our flanks past, only a
• 1:01:01
  Speaker 8: dozen wore loopers. Only we've learned it at last. They're
• 1:01:07
  Speaker 8: not not the African copier. But take off your act
• 1:01:10
  Speaker 8: to the same, the patient, impartial, old copier, the copier
• 1:01:15
  Speaker 8: that taught us the game. For all that we knew
• 1:01:17
  Speaker 8: in the columns, and all they forgot on the staff
• 1:01:21
  Speaker 8: we learned at the fighter two copiers which lasted two
• 1:01:24
  Speaker 8: years and a half. Oh not not the African copier,
• 1:01:29
  Speaker 8: not even when peace has been signed. The copier that
• 1:01:33
  Speaker 8: isn't a copier, the copier that copies its kind. You
• 1:01:37
  Speaker 8: can never be sure he a copier. But of this
• 1:01:40
  Speaker 8: be you blooming well sure that a copier is always
• 1:01:44
  Speaker 8: a copier, and a booja is always a bore. And
• 1:01:51
  Speaker 8: the poem This recording is in the public domain.
• 1:02:01
  Speaker 11: The Instructor by Rudyard Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 11: by Valentina Viccelli. At times when undercover, I have said
• 1:02:10
  Speaker 11: to keep my spirits up and raise a laugh. Iran
• 1:02:13
  Speaker 11: am pass so busy over it? Old nickolneck, who isn't
• 1:02:16
  Speaker 11: on the staff? There's one above is greater than us
• 1:02:19
  Speaker 11: all before him. I have seen my colonel fall, and
• 1:02:23
  Speaker 11: watched em write my captain's epitaph, so that a long
• 1:02:26
  Speaker 11: way off it could be read e as the naka
• 1:02:28
  Speaker 11: makein men feel small. Old whistle tip, who isn't on
• 1:02:32
  Speaker 11: the staff. There is no sense in fleein' I have fled.
• 1:02:36
  Speaker 11: Better go on and do the belly crawl, and ope
• 1:02:38
  Speaker 11: you'll it some other man instead of you. He seems
• 1:02:41
  Speaker 11: to unt so special Fitzy van Spitz, who isn on
• 1:02:45
  Speaker 11: the staff, and thus in memory's gradest biograph. Now that
• 1:02:49
  Speaker 11: the show is over, I recall the peevish voice of
• 1:02:52
  Speaker 11: an Ori mushroomed of m we own was greater than
• 1:02:55
  Speaker 11: us all who give instruction to the quicken, the dead,
• 1:02:58
  Speaker 11: the shudder and beggar, not upon the staff. End of poem.
• 1:03:03
  Speaker 11: This recording is in the public domain.
• 1:03:11
  Speaker 8: Boots by Rudyard Kipling read forlibrivox dot org by Alan Mapstone.
• 1:03:20
  Speaker 8: We're foot slog slog slog slogging over Africa. Foot foot
• 1:03:25
  Speaker 8: foot foot slogging over Africa. Boots boots, boots, boots moving
• 1:03:31
  Speaker 8: up and down again. There's no discharge in the war
• 1:03:36
  Speaker 8: seven six, eleven, five, nine and twenty mile a day
• 1:03:40
  Speaker 8: for eleven seventeen thirty two the day before. Boots, boots, boots,
• 1:03:45
  Speaker 8: boots moving up and down again. There's no discharge in
• 1:03:50
  Speaker 8: the war. Don't, don't, don't, don't look at what's in
• 1:03:55
  Speaker 8: front of you. Boots, boots, boots, boots moving up and
• 1:03:59
  Speaker 8: down again. Men, men, men, men, men go bad with
• 1:04:03
  Speaker 8: watching them. There's no discharge in the war. Try try try,
• 1:04:09
  Speaker 8: try to think of something different. Oh my God, keep
• 1:04:14
  Speaker 8: me from going lunatic. Boots boots, boots, boots moving up
• 1:04:18
  Speaker 8: and down again. There's no discharge in the war. Count
• 1:04:25
  Speaker 8: count count count bullets in the bandoliers. If your eyes drop,
• 1:04:30
  Speaker 8: they will get to top of you. Boots, boots, boots,
• 1:04:33
  Speaker 8: boots moving up and down again. There's no discharge in
• 1:04:38
  Speaker 8: the war. We can stick out hungerthirst and weariness, but
• 1:04:44
  Speaker 8: not not, not, not the chronic sight of them boots boots, boots,
• 1:04:49
  Speaker 8: boots moving up and down again. There's no discharge in
• 1:04:54
  Speaker 8: the war. Tain't so bad by day because of the company,
• 1:04:59
  Speaker 8: but night brings long strings of forty thousand million boots boots, boots,
• 1:05:05
  Speaker 8: boots moving up and down again. There's no discharge in
• 1:05:10
  Speaker 8: the war. I have March six weeks in l and certifive.
• 1:05:15
  Speaker 8: It is not fired, devils, dark or anything, but boots, boots,
• 1:05:20
  Speaker 8: boots moving up and down again, and there's no discharge
• 1:05:25
  Speaker 8: in the war. End of poem. This recording is in
• 1:05:31
  Speaker 8: the public domain.
• 1:05:38
  Speaker 11: The Married Man by Rudyard Kipling read for LibriVox dot
• 1:05:42
  Speaker 11: Org by Valentina Viccelli. The Bachelor he fights for one
• 1:05:47
  Speaker 11: as joyful as can be. But the married man don't
• 1:05:50
  Speaker 11: call it fun because he fights for three for him
• 1:05:53
  Speaker 11: men are in it and two when one makes three.
• 1:05:56
  Speaker 11: He wants to finish his little bit and he wants
• 1:05:58
  Speaker 11: to go home to his tea. The bachelor pokes up
• 1:06:01
  Speaker 11: his d to see if you are gone, but the
• 1:06:04
  Speaker 11: married man lies down instead and waits till the sights
• 1:06:07
  Speaker 11: come on for M. Minor and the hit director ricketchee.
• 1:06:12
  Speaker 11: He wants to finish his little bit and he wants
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  Speaker 11: to go home to his tea. The bachelor will miss you,
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  Speaker 11: clear to fight another day, but the married man he says,
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  Speaker 11: no fear. He wants you out of the way of M.
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  Speaker 11: Minor in it and his road is farm or the sea.
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  Speaker 11: He wants to finish his little bit and he wants
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  Speaker 11: to go home to his tea. The bachelor he fights
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  Speaker 11: his fight and stretches out and snores, But the married
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  Speaker 11: man sits up all night, for he don't like the odors.
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  Speaker 11: He'll strain and listen and peer and give the first
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  Speaker 11: alarm for the sake of the breathin' is used to
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  Speaker 11: the ear and the head of the thick of his arm.
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  Speaker 11: The bacher may risk his eyed to help you in
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  Speaker 11: you're downed. But the married man will wait beside till
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  Speaker 11: the ambulance comes round. He'll take your own address and
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  Speaker 11: all you've time to say, Or if he sees there's
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  Speaker 11: op you'll press your art. Re aff the day for
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  Speaker 11: m minnor in it and one from three leaves two,
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  Speaker 11: for he knows you wanted to finish your bit, and
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  Speaker 11: he knows who's wanting you. Yes, m minnor in it
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  Speaker 11: are only one in three? Were all of us anxious
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  Speaker 11: to finish our bit, and we want to get home
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  Speaker 11: too our tea. Yes, it inner and m which often
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  Speaker 11: makes me think the married man must sink or swim,
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  Speaker 11: and he can't afford to sink o m minute dinner
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  Speaker 11: since Adam and Eve began. So I'd rather fight with
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  Speaker 11: the bachelor and be nursed by the married man. End
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  Speaker 11: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 8: Stellenbosch by Rudyard Kipling read Philipprivox dot Org by Allan Mapstone.
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  Speaker 8: The general or the firing on the flank, and he
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  Speaker 8: sent a mounted man to bring him back the silly
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  Speaker 8: pushing person's name and rank, who dared to answer brother
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  Speaker 8: Boer's attack, For there might have been a serious engagement,
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  Speaker 8: and he might have wasted half a dozen men. So
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  Speaker 8: he ordered him to stop his operations around the copiers,
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  Speaker 8: and he told him off before the staff at ten.
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  Speaker 8: And it all goes into the laundry, but it never
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  Speaker 8: comes out in the wash. How we sugared aback by
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  Speaker 8: the old men, every stern amateur, old men that amper
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  Speaker 8: and inda and scold men for fear of stellam bosh.
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  Speaker 8: The general had produced a great effect. The general at
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  Speaker 8: the country cleared almost The general had no reason to expect,
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  Speaker 8: and the boers had us blooming well on toast, for
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  Speaker 8: we might have crossed the drift before the twilight instead
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  Speaker 8: of sitting down and taking root, but we was not allowed.
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  Speaker 8: So the Boojia scooped the crowd to the last surviving
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  Speaker 8: bandolier and boot. The general saw the farmhouse in his rear,
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  Speaker 8: with it stooped so nicely shaded from the sun, says he,
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  Speaker 8: I'll pitch my tabernac or ear. And he kept us
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  Speaker 8: mucking around till he had done, for he might have
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  Speaker 8: caught the confluent pneumonia from sleeping in his gators in
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  Speaker 8: the jew So he took a book and dozed while
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  Speaker 8: the other columns closed and commanders out and trickled through.
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  Speaker 8: The general saw the mountain range ahead with their elio
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  Speaker 8: showing saucy on the height, so he held us to
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  Speaker 8: the level ground instead and telegraphed the boogies wouldn't fight.
• 1:09:43
  Speaker 8: For he might have gone and sprayed them with a
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  Speaker 8: pom pom, or he might have slung a squadron out
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  Speaker 8: to sea, but he wasn't taking chances in them ayan
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  Speaker 8: ostar krantzes. He was marking time to earn a case b.
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  Speaker 8: The general got his decorations thick. The men that Baptist
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  Speaker 8: lives could not complain, the staff at Dso's till we
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  Speaker 8: were sick, and the soldier at the work to do again,
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  Speaker 8: for he might have known the district was obed, instead
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  Speaker 8: of handing over upside down to a man who had
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  Speaker 8: to fight half a year to put it right. While
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  Speaker 8: the general went and slandered him in town. And it
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  Speaker 8: all went into the laundry, but it never came out.
• 1:10:26
  Speaker 8: In the wash, we were sugared about by the old men, panicky, perishing.
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  Speaker 8: Old met the amperin Inda, and scold met for fear
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  Speaker 8: of stellen Bosh and of poem This recording is in
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  Speaker 8: the public domain. Half Ballad of water vow by Rudyard
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  Speaker 8: Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org by Alan Mapstone. When
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  Speaker 8: by the labor of my hands I've helped to pack
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  Speaker 8: a transport type with prisoners for foreign lands, I ain't
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  Speaker 8: transported with delight. I know it's only just and right,
• 1:11:09
  Speaker 8: but yet it somehow sickens me. For I have learned
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  Speaker 8: at water vowel the meaning of captivity. Behind the peg
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  Speaker 8: barred wire strands beneath the tall electric light, we used
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  Speaker 8: to walk in bare head bands explaining how we lost
• 1:11:26
  Speaker 8: our fight. And that is what they'll do tonight upon
• 1:11:30
  Speaker 8: the steamer out at sea. If I have learned at
• 1:11:33
  Speaker 8: water vowel the meaning of captivity, they'll never know the
• 1:11:38
  Speaker 8: shame that brands black, shame no living down makes white,
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  Speaker 8: the mocking from the sentry stands, the women's laugh, the
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  Speaker 8: jailer's spike. We are too bloomy, much polite, but that
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  Speaker 8: is how I'd have us be. Since I have learned
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  Speaker 8: at water vow the meaning of captivity, they'll get those
• 1:11:58
  Speaker 8: dragon days all right, spent as of foreigner commands and
• 1:12:02
  Speaker 8: horrors of the locked up night with l's own thinking
• 1:12:05
  Speaker 8: on their hands. I'd give the gold a twenty rand
• 1:12:08
  Speaker 8: if it were mine, to set them free, For I
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  Speaker 8: have learned at water vow the meaning of captivity. End
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  Speaker 8: of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Pat
• 1:12:29
  Speaker 8: regular of the line by Rudyard Kipling, read Forlibrivox dot
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  Speaker 8: Org by our Mapstone. I do not love my empire's foes,
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  Speaker 8: nor call them angels. Still, what is the sense of
• 1:12:47
  Speaker 8: eighteen those whom you are paid to kill? So by
• 1:12:51
  Speaker 8: in all that foreign lot which only joined for spike myself. Oh,
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  Speaker 8: just as soon as not respect the man I fight.
• 1:13:00
  Speaker 8: Ah there Pete, his trousers to his knees, his coat
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  Speaker 8: tails lying level in the bullets sprinkled breeze. He does
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  Speaker 8: not lose his rifle when he does not lose his seat.
• 1:13:12
  Speaker 8: I've known a lot of people ride a damn sight
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  Speaker 8: worse than Pete. I've heard him crying from the ground
• 1:13:18
  Speaker 8: like Abel's blood of old, and skirmished out to look
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  Speaker 8: and found the beggar nearly cold. I've waited on till
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  Speaker 8: he was dead, which couldn't help him much, But many
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  Speaker 8: grateful things he said to me for doing such. Ah
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  Speaker 8: there Pete, whose time has come to die, his carca's
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  Speaker 8: past rebellion, and his eyes inquiring why, though dressed in
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  Speaker 8: stolen uniform with badger rank complete. I've known a lot
• 1:13:47
  Speaker 8: of fellows go a damn sight worse than Pete. And
• 1:13:51
  Speaker 8: when there wasn't aught to do but camp and cattle guards,
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  Speaker 8: I've fought with him the all day through at fifteen
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  Speaker 8: hundred yards long afternoons, are lying still and earing as
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  Speaker 8: you lay, the bullets swished from ill to ill like
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  Speaker 8: scythes among the air.
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  Speaker 10: Ah.
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  Speaker 8: There Pete behind his stony cop with his bourer bread
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  Speaker 8: and built on, and his flask of awful dop, his
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  Speaker 8: mouser for amusement, and his pony for retreat. I've known
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  Speaker 8: a lot of fellows shoot a damn sight worse than Pete.
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  Speaker 8: He shoved his rifle neath my nose before I had
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  Speaker 8: time to think, and borrowed all my Sunday clothes and
• 1:14:33
  Speaker 8: sent me home in pink. And I have crept, lord Ow,
• 1:14:36
  Speaker 8: I've crept on hands and knees. I've gone and spored
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  Speaker 8: and floored, and caught and kept and sent him to Ceylon. Ah. There, Pete,
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  Speaker 8: you've sold me many a pup. When week on week,
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  Speaker 8: all turn it. It was you and me Ane's up.
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  Speaker 8: But though I never made you walk man naked in
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  Speaker 8: the eat, I've known a lot of fellows stalk a
• 1:15:00
  Speaker 8: damn site worse than Pete, from Pluman's to Marabastad, from
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  Speaker 8: Ukape to da ar Me and my trusty friend of Ad.
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  Speaker 8: As you might say a war. But seeing what both
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  Speaker 8: parties done before they own defeat, I ain't more proud
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  Speaker 8: of having one than I am pleased with Pete. Ah there,
• 1:15:22
  Speaker 8: Pete picked up behind the drive. The wonder wasn't how
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  Speaker 8: he fought, but how he kept alive with nothing in
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  Speaker 8: his belly, on his back, or to his feet. I've
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  Speaker 8: known a lot of men behave a damn sight worse
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  Speaker 8: than Pete. Now more ol eries rifle crack along the
• 1:15:41
  Speaker 8: blockhouse fence. The beggar's on the peaceful track, regardless of
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  Speaker 8: expense for counting what he eats and drawls and gifts
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  Speaker 8: and loans as well, he's getting off the earth because
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  Speaker 8: he didn't give us. Hell. Ah there, Pete, we your
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  Speaker 8: brand new English plow, your grice tents and cattle, and
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  Speaker 8: your most ungrateful frow. You made the British taxpayer, rebuild
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  Speaker 8: your country seat. I've known some pet battalions charge a
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  Speaker 8: damn sight less than pete. End of poem. This recording
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  Speaker 8: is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 11: Wilful Missing by Rudyard Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org
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  Speaker 11: by Valentina Viccelli. There is a world outside the one
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  Speaker 11: you know, to which, for curiousness l can't compare. It
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  Speaker 11: is the place where wilful missings go. As we can testify,
• 1:16:45
  Speaker 11: for we are there. You may have read a bullet
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  Speaker 11: laid us low that we was gathered in with reverent
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  Speaker 11: care and buried proper. But it was not so, as
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  Speaker 11: we can testify, for we are there. They can't be
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  Speaker 11: certain faces alter so after the old as vogels add
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  Speaker 11: its share, the uniforms, the mark by which they go,
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  Speaker 11: And ain't it odd the one we best can spare.
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  Speaker 11: We might have seen our chance to cut the show
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  Speaker 11: name number record and begin elsewhere, leavin some not too
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  Speaker 11: late lamented foe one funeral private British for his share.
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  Speaker 11: We may have took it yonder. In the low bush
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  Speaker 11: belt that sends men straggling unaware among the Kaffirs till
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  Speaker 11: the columns go and they are left past, call or
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  Speaker 11: counter or care. We might have been your lovers long ago,
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  Speaker 11: husbands or children, comfort or despair. Our death and burial
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  Speaker 11: settles all we owe, and why we done it is
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  Speaker 11: our own affair. Marry again, and we will not say no,
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  Speaker 11: nor come to bastardize the kids you bear, wait on
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  Speaker 11: and hope you've all your life below before you'll ever
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  Speaker 11: ear us on the stair. There is no need to
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  Speaker 11: give our reasons, though God knows we all add reason
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  Speaker 11: which were fair, for the other people might not judge
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  Speaker 11: him so, And now it doesn't matter what they were,
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  Speaker 11: what man can size or way in other's woe. There
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  Speaker 11: are some things too bitter hard to bear. Suffice it.
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  Speaker 11: We have finished Domino, as we can testify for we
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  Speaker 11: are there in the side world where the wilful missings go.
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  Speaker 11: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 3: Ubique by Rudyard Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org by
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  Speaker 3: Patrick Wallace. There is a word you often see pronounce
• 1:18:39
  Speaker 3: it as you may you bike you bique abique, alluding
• 1:18:44
  Speaker 3: to ra It serves OLL's field and garrison as motto
• 1:18:49
  Speaker 3: for a crest. And when you found out all it
• 1:18:52
  Speaker 3: means I'll tell you off the rest. Obique means the
• 1:18:58
  Speaker 3: long range crup beyond the lower jill. Ubique means you'll
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  Speaker 3: pick it up and while you do, stand still. Ubi
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  Speaker 3: Quai means you've caught the flash and timed it by
• 1:19:09
  Speaker 3: the sound. Ubique means five gunners ash before you've loosed around.
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  Speaker 3: Ubiquai means blue fuse and make the old to sink
• 1:19:19
  Speaker 3: the trail. Ubique means stand up and take the mousers
• 1:19:24
  Speaker 3: half mile ale. Ubi Quai means the crazy team, not
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  Speaker 3: God nor man can old bulbi Quai means that horse's
• 1:19:32
  Speaker 3: screen which turns your in its cold. Ubique means bank, open, bank,
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  Speaker 3: a penny all the way, the soothing jingle, bump and
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  Speaker 3: clank from day to peaceful day. Ubi Quai means they've
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  Speaker 3: caught a wet and now we sha'n't be long. Ubi
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  Speaker 3: Quai means I much regret that beggars going strong. Ubique
• 1:19:57
  Speaker 3: means the tearing drift where breech block jumm'd with mud.
• 1:20:01
  Speaker 3: The khaki muzzles duck and lift across the khaki flood.
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  Speaker 3: Ubique means the dancing plain that changes rocks to bors.
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  Speaker 3: Ubique means mirage again and shell in all outdoors. Ubique
• 1:20:16
  Speaker 3: means entrain at once for group defeat fontaine. Ubique means
• 1:20:22
  Speaker 3: all flature guns at midnight in the rain. Ubique means
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  Speaker 3: more mounted men returnal guns to store. Ubique means the
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  Speaker 3: R A M R infantillay call. Ubique means that worning grunt.
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  Speaker 3: The perish linesman knows when ore is strung and suffering front.
• 1:20:42
  Speaker 3: The shrapnel sprays his foes, and as their firing dies away,
• 1:20:47
  Speaker 3: the husky whisper runs from lips of avant trunk all day.
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  Speaker 3: The guns, thank god, the guns extreme depressed, point blank
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  Speaker 3: or short hen first or any out from Colsberg cop
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  Speaker 3: to Quaggasport from ninety nine till now by what, however,
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  Speaker 3: of the others tell an I in spots have seen.
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  Speaker 3: There's nothing this side nor l hobi quay doesn't mean
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  Speaker 3: end a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 8: The Return by Roger Kipling read forlibrivot dot Org by
• 1:21:32
  Speaker 8: Alan Lapstone. The return all arms pieces declared, and I
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  Speaker 8: return to Acne schnad. But not the same things have
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  Speaker 8: transpired which made me learn the size and meaning of
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  Speaker 8: the game. I did know more than others did. I
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  Speaker 8: don't know where the change began, or started as an
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  Speaker 8: average kid, or finished as a thing man. If England
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  Speaker 8: was what England seems, and not the England of our dreams,
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  Speaker 8: but only puttey brass and paint, how quick we'd drop her.
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  Speaker 8: But she ain't. Before my gap in math could speak,
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  Speaker 8: I heard it in my comrade's tone, I saw it
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  Speaker 8: on my neighbour's cheek before I felt it flush my own.
• 1:22:24
  Speaker 8: And last it come to me, not pride, nor yet conceit,
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  Speaker 8: but on the owl, if such a term may be applied,
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  Speaker 8: the making of a blooming soul rivers at night that
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  Speaker 8: cluck and jeer plains which the moonshine turns to sea,
• 1:22:41
  Speaker 8: mountains that never let you near, and stars to all eternity,
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  Speaker 8: and the quick breathing dark that fills the olives of
• 1:22:49
  Speaker 8: the wilderness when the wind worries through the ills. These
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  Speaker 8: may have taught me more or less. Towns without people
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  Speaker 8: ten times took and ten times left and burned at last,
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  Speaker 8: and starving dogs that come to look for owners when
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  Speaker 8: a column passed, and quiet ome sick talks between men
• 1:23:11
  Speaker 8: met at night you never knew until is face by
• 1:23:15
  Speaker 8: shell fire scene once and struck off. They taught me too.
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  Speaker 8: The days lay out, the morning sun beneath your ap
• 1:23:25
  Speaker 8: brim as you sight, the dinner hush from noon till one,
• 1:23:29
  Speaker 8: and the full roar that lasts till night. And the
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  Speaker 8: poor dead that looked so old and was so young
• 1:23:35
  Speaker 8: an hour ago, and legs tied down before they're cold.
• 1:23:40
  Speaker 8: These are the things which make you know. Also time
• 1:23:44
  Speaker 8: running into years, a thousand places left behind, and men
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  Speaker 8: from both two hemispheres discussing things of every kind, so
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  Speaker 8: much more near than I had known, so much more
• 1:23:57
  Speaker 8: great than I had guessed. And me, like all the
• 1:24:00
  Speaker 8: rest alone, but reaching out to all the rest. So
• 1:24:05
  Speaker 8: athic comes to me, not pride, nor yet conceit, but
• 1:24:08
  Speaker 8: on the old, if such a term may be applied,
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  Speaker 8: the making of a blooming soul. But now discharged, I
• 1:24:17
  Speaker 8: fall away to do with little things again, God, who
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  Speaker 8: knows all I cannot say, look after me in Thames Fontine.
• 1:24:26
  Speaker 8: If England was what England seems, and not the England
• 1:24:30
  Speaker 8: of our dreams, but only putty, brass and paint, How
• 1:24:35
  Speaker 8: quick we chuck her, but she ain't. End of poem.
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  Speaker 8: This recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 7: Recessional by RODGERD. Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org by
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  Speaker 7: Luri Wilson, eighteen ninety seven. God of our Fathers, known
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  Speaker 7: of old, Lord of our far flung battle line, beneath
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  Speaker 7: whose awful hand we hold the minion over palm and pine. Lord,
• 1:25:10
  Speaker 7: God of Hosts, be with us, Yet, lest we forget,
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  Speaker 7: lest we forget. The tumbult and the shouting dies the
• 1:25:20
  Speaker 7: captains and the king's depart still stands thine ancient sacrifice,
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  Speaker 7: an humble and a contrite heart. Lord, God of Hosts,
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  Speaker 7: be with us. Yet, lest we forget, Lest we forget,
• 1:25:36
  Speaker 7: far call'd our navy's mouth away on doon and headland
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  Speaker 7: sinks the fire lo all our pomp of yesterday is
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  Speaker 7: one with nineveh and tire. Judge of Nations spare as.
• 1:25:49
  Speaker 7: Yet lest we forget, lest we forget, if drunk with
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  Speaker 7: sight of power, we loose wild tongues that have not
• 1:25:57
  Speaker 7: thee in awe, such bust as the Gentiles use, or
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  Speaker 7: lesser breeds without the law. Lord, God of Hosts, be
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  Speaker 7: with us, yet, lest we forget, lest we forget, for
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  Speaker 7: heathen heart that puts her trust in wreeking tube and
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  Speaker 7: iron shard all valiant dust that builds un dust and
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  Speaker 7: guarding calls not thee to guard for frantic boast and
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  Speaker 7: foolish word Thy mercy on thy people, Lord, Amen in
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  Speaker 7: the poem. This recording is in the public domain. End
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  Speaker 7: of The Five Nations, Volume two by Rudyard Kipling,