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- 0:00Speaker 1: The Derelict by Rudyard Kipling, Readfiliveryvox dot org by Allan Mapstone,
- 0:10Speaker 1: and reports the Derelict Merry Pollock, Still at Sea Shipping News.
- 0:20Speaker 1: I was the staunchest of our fleet till the sea
- 0:24Speaker 1: rose beneath our feet. Unheralded in hatred, past all measure,
- 0:31Speaker 1: into his pits, he stamp'd my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound,
- 0:37Speaker 1: and through bidding me elas waits upon his pleasure, man
- 0:43Speaker 1: made me, and my will is too my maker still
- 0:48Speaker 1: whom now the currents con the rollers steer, lifting forlorn
- 0:55Speaker 1: to spy, trail'd smoke along the sky, falling afraid lest
- 1:02Speaker 1: any keel come near. Wrenched as the lips of thirst ride,
- 1:08Speaker 1: dried and split and burst, bone bleach'd my decks when
- 1:13Speaker 1: scour'd to the graining, and jarred at every roll, the
- 1:19Speaker 1: gear that was my soul answers, the anguish of my beams,
- 1:25Speaker 1: complaining for life that cram me full, gangs of the
- 1:31Speaker 1: prying gull that shriek and scrabble on the riven hatches,
- 1:38Speaker 1: for roar that dumbed the gale, my horsepipes guttering wail,
- 1:44Speaker 1: sobbing my heart out through the uncounted watches blind in
- 1:50Speaker 1: the hot blue ring through all my points, I swing, swing,
- 1:56Speaker 1: and return to shift the sun anew. Blind in my
- 2:01Speaker 1: well known sky. I hear the stars go by, mocking
- 2:07Speaker 1: the prow that cannot hold one true white on my
- 2:13Speaker 1: wasted path, wave after wave in wrath frets against his
- 2:18Speaker 1: fellow warring where to send me? Flung forward, heaved aside,
- 2:26Speaker 1: witless and dazed, I bide the mercy of the comber
- 2:31Speaker 1: that shall end me north, where the Bergh's careem, the
- 2:37Speaker 1: spray of seas unseen smokes round my head and freezes.
- 2:43Speaker 1: In the falling south, where the corals breed. The footless
- 2:49Speaker 1: floating weed folds me and fouls me straight on, straight up, crawling.
- 2:58Speaker 1: I that was cleaned to run my race against the sun,
- 3:04Speaker 1: strength on the deep and board to all disaster, whipped
- 3:09Speaker 1: forth by night to meet my sister's careless feet, and
- 3:15Speaker 1: with a kiss betray her to my master, Man made
- 3:21Speaker 1: me and my will is to my makers. Still to
- 3:26Speaker 1: him and his are people's at their pier, lifting in
- 3:31Speaker 1: hope to spy, trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid
- 3:38Speaker 1: lest any keel come. Near end of poem. This recording
- 3:44Speaker 1: is in the public domain.
- 3:52Speaker 2: The Derelict by Rudyard Kipling, read forlibrovox dot org by
- 3:58Speaker 2: Adrian Stephens and reports The Derelict Merry Pollock Still at
- 4:05Speaker 2: Sea Shipping News. I was the staunchest of our fleet
- 4:11Speaker 2: till the sea rose beneath our feet. Unherlded in hatred
- 4:16Speaker 2: past or measure into his pits. He stamp'd my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound,
- 4:25Speaker 2: and threw, bidding me eyeless weight upon his pleasure. Man
- 4:32Speaker 2: made me, and my will is to my maker, still
- 4:37Speaker 2: whom now the currents con the roll of steer, lifting
- 4:42Speaker 2: forlorn to spy, trail'd smoke along the sky, falling afraid
- 4:48Speaker 2: lest any keel come near. Wrench'd as the lips of
- 4:54Speaker 2: thirst ride dried and split and burst, bo bleach'd my decks,
- 5:02Speaker 2: wind scour'd to the greening, and jarred at every roll
- 5:06Speaker 2: the gear that was my soul answers, the anguish of
- 5:12Speaker 2: my beams, complaining for life that cramm'd me full gangs
- 5:18Speaker 2: of the prying gull that shriek and scrabble on the
- 5:23Speaker 2: riven hatches for roar that dumb'd the gale, my horse
- 5:29Speaker 2: pipe scuttering wail sobbing my heart out through the uncounted watches.
- 5:37Speaker 2: Blind in the hot blue, ring through all my points,
- 5:41Speaker 2: I swing, swing, and return to shift the sun anew.
- 5:48Speaker 2: Blind in my well known sky, I hear the stars
- 5:53Speaker 2: go by, mocking the prow that cannot hold one true
- 5:59Speaker 2: white on my wasted path. Wave after o Wath in
- 6:04Speaker 2: wrath frets gainst his fellow warring where to send me?
- 6:10Speaker 2: Flung forward, heav'd aside, whitless and dazed, I bide the
- 6:16Speaker 2: mercy of the comba that shall end me north, where
- 6:22Speaker 2: the berg's careen, the spray of seas unseen smokes round
- 6:29Speaker 2: my head and freezes. In the falling south, where the
- 6:34Speaker 2: corals breed, the footless floating weed folds me and fouls
- 6:39Speaker 2: me strake on, strake up, crawling, I that was clean
- 6:46Speaker 2: to run my race against the sun, strength on the
- 6:51Speaker 2: deep and board to all disaster. Whip'd forth by night
- 6:56Speaker 2: to meet my sister's careless feet, and with a kiss
- 7:01Speaker 2: betray her to my master, Man made me and my
- 7:06Speaker 2: will is to my maker still to him and his
- 7:12Speaker 2: our peoples at their peer, lifting in hope to spy
- 7:17Speaker 2: trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid lest any keel
- 7:23Speaker 2: come near end a poem. This recording is in the
- 7:29Speaker 2: public domain.
- 7:37Speaker 3: The Derelict by Rudyard Kipling read for liberbox dot Org
- 7:42Speaker 3: by Agnes Robert Baer and reports the Derelict Mary Pollock,
- 7:48Speaker 3: Still at sea, shipping news. I was the stanchest of
- 7:53Speaker 3: our fleet, till the seas rose beneath our feet, unherlded
- 7:58Speaker 3: in hatred, passed on measure into his pits. He stamped
- 8:02Speaker 3: my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound, and through bidding me eye
- 8:07Speaker 3: less weight upon his pleasure, man made me, and my
- 8:12Speaker 3: will is to my maker, still whom now the currents
- 8:16Speaker 3: con the rollers steer, lifting forlorn to spy, trailed smoke
- 8:22Speaker 3: along the sky, falling afraid lest any keel come near.
- 8:28Speaker 3: Wretched as the lips of thirst ride, dried and split
- 8:32Speaker 3: and burst, bone, bleached, my decks when scoured to the graining,
- 8:38Speaker 3: and jarred at every roll, the gear that was my
- 8:42Speaker 3: soul answers the anguish of my beams, complaining for life
- 8:47Speaker 3: that crammed me full, gangs of the prying gull that
- 8:51Speaker 3: shriek and scramble on the riven hatches, for roar that
- 8:55Speaker 3: dumbed the gale. My hoss apipe's guttering wail. So my
- 9:00Speaker 3: heart out through the uncounted watches. Blind in the hot
- 9:04Speaker 3: blue ring through all my points, I swing, swing and
- 9:08Speaker 3: return to shift to the sun anew Blind in my
- 9:12Speaker 3: well known sky, I hear the stars go by, marking
- 9:16Speaker 3: the prow that cannot hold one true white on my
- 9:20Speaker 3: wasted path. Wave after wave in wrath frets against his
- 9:25Speaker 3: fellow warring where to send me? Flung forward, heaved aside
- 9:31Speaker 3: witness in dazed, I bide the mercy of the comba
- 9:35Speaker 3: that shall end me North, where the berg's careen, the
- 9:39Speaker 3: spray of seas unseen smokes around my head and freezes.
- 9:44Speaker 3: In the falling south, where the corals breed, the footless
- 9:48Speaker 3: floating weed folds me and fouls me strake on, strake up, crawling,
- 9:54Speaker 3: I that was clean to run my race against the sun,
- 9:58Speaker 3: strength on the deep and bawd to all disaster, whipped
- 10:03Speaker 3: forth by night to meet my sister's careless feet, and
- 10:07Speaker 3: with a kiss betray her to my master, Man made me,
- 10:13Speaker 3: and my will is to my maker still to him
- 10:18Speaker 3: and his our people's at the pier, lifting in hope
- 10:22Speaker 3: to spy trailed smoke along the sky falling afraid lest
- 10:28Speaker 3: any keel come near end of poem. This recording is
- 10:33Speaker 3: in the public domain.
- 10:41Speaker 4: The Derelict by Rudyard Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org
- 10:46Speaker 4: by Bruskachuk and reports the Derelict Mary Pollock, still at sea,
- 10:53Speaker 4: shipping news. I was the staunchest of our fleet till
- 10:58Speaker 4: the sea rose been eth their feet, unheralded in hatred,
- 11:03Speaker 4: past all measure into his pits. He stamp'd my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound,
- 11:10Speaker 4: and through bidding me eyeless weight upon his pleasure, man
- 11:16Speaker 4: made me, and my will is to my maker, still
- 11:21Speaker 4: whom now the currents con the rollers steer, lifting forlorn
- 11:27Speaker 4: to spy, trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid lest
- 11:33Speaker 4: any keel come near. Wrench'd as the lips of thirst
- 11:39Speaker 4: ride dried and split and burst, bone bleach'd my decks
- 11:44Speaker 4: wind scoured to the graining, and jarred at every roll,
- 11:49Speaker 4: the gear that was my soul answers the anguish of
- 11:53Speaker 4: my beams, complaining for life that crammed me full, gangs
- 11:59Speaker 4: of the prideing gull that shriek and scrabble on the
- 12:03Speaker 4: ribbon hatches for roar that dumned the gale, my hosspipe's
- 12:09Speaker 4: guttering wail, sobbing my heart out through the uncounted watches.
- 12:15Speaker 4: Blind in the hot blue ring through all my points,
- 12:20Speaker 4: I swing, swing, and return to shift the sun anew.
- 12:25Speaker 4: Blind in my well known sky, I hear the stars
- 12:30Speaker 4: go by, mocking the prow that cannot hold one true
- 12:35Speaker 4: white on my wasted path, wave after wave in wrath,
- 12:40Speaker 4: frets gainst his fellow warring where to send me? Flung forward,
- 12:47Speaker 4: heaved aside, with less and dazed, I bide the mercy
- 12:52Speaker 4: of the comber that shall end me. North, where the
- 12:56Speaker 4: berg's careen, the spray of seas unseen smokes round my
- 13:02Speaker 4: head and freezes. In the falling south, where the corals breed,
- 13:07Speaker 4: the footless floating weed folds me and fouls me. Strake on,
- 13:14Speaker 4: strake up, crawling Aye that was clean, to run my
- 13:19Speaker 4: race against the sun, strength on the deep, and bowd
- 13:25Speaker 4: to all disaster, whipp'd forth by night to meet my
- 13:30Speaker 4: sister's careless feet, and with a kiss betray her to
- 13:35Speaker 4: my master, Man made me, and my will is to
- 13:40Speaker 4: my maker. Still to him and his are people's at
- 13:45Speaker 4: their pier, lifting in hope to spy trailed smoke along
- 13:51Speaker 4: the sky, falling afraid, lest any keel come near? In
- 13:58Speaker 4: the poem recording is in the public domain. The Derelict
- 14:08Speaker 4: by Rudyard Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org by.
- 14:11Speaker 5: Chris Pyle and reports The Derelict Mary Pollock, Still at Sea,
- 14:17Speaker 5: shipping news. I was the stanchest of our fleet till
- 14:20Speaker 5: the sea rose beneath our feet. Unheralded and hatred, passed
- 14:24Speaker 5: all measure in his pits, He stamped my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound,
- 14:29Speaker 5: and through bidding me eyeless weight upon his pleasure, man
- 14:34Speaker 5: made me and my will as to my maker's still
- 14:37Speaker 5: whom now the currents calm, the rollers steer, lifting forlorn
- 14:42Speaker 5: to spy trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid, lest
- 14:46Speaker 5: any keel come near. Wrenched as the lips of thirst
- 14:51Speaker 5: ride dried and split and burst, bone bleached, my decks,
- 14:56Speaker 5: wind scoured to the graining, and jarred at every roll.
- 14:59Speaker 5: The gear that was my soul answers the anguish of
- 15:03Speaker 5: my beams, complaining for life, the crown me full gangs
- 15:06Speaker 5: of the prying gull that shriek and scrabble on the
- 15:09Speaker 5: riven hatches for roar that dumbed the gale, My hoss pipes,
- 15:14Speaker 5: guttering wail, sobbing my heart out through the uncounted watches.
- 15:19Speaker 5: Blind in the hot blue, ring through all my points,
- 15:22Speaker 5: I swing, swing in return to shift the sun anew.
- 15:25Speaker 5: Blind in my well known sky, I hear the stars
- 15:28Speaker 5: go by, mocking the prow that cannot hold one true
- 15:32Speaker 5: white on my wasted path, wave after wave, and wrath
- 15:36Speaker 5: frets gainst his fellow warring where to send me? Flung forward,
- 15:41Speaker 5: heaved aside, witless and dazed, I bide the mercy of
- 15:44Speaker 5: the comber that shall end me North, where the berg's careen,
- 15:48Speaker 5: the spray of seas unseen smokes round my head and freezes.
- 15:53Speaker 5: In the falling south, where the corals breed, the footless
- 15:56Speaker 5: floating weed folds me and fouls me. Strake on, streak up, crawling.
- 16:02Speaker 5: I that was clean to run my race against the sun,
- 16:06Speaker 5: strength on the deep, and bowed to all disaster, whipped
- 16:09Speaker 5: forth by night to meet my sister's careless feet, and
- 16:12Speaker 5: with a kiss betray her to my master Man made
- 16:16Speaker 5: me and my will as to my maker, still to
- 16:19Speaker 5: him and his our people's at the pier, lifting in
- 16:23Speaker 5: hope to spy trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid
- 16:27Speaker 5: lest any key'll come near, and a poem. This recording
- 16:32Speaker 5: is in the public domain.
- 16:37Speaker 6: The Dear Lict by Rudyard Kipling, read for librovox dot
- 16:40Speaker 6: Org by Doug Wade, and reports the Dear Lict, Mary Pollock,
- 16:45Speaker 6: Still at sea, shipping News. I was the staunchest of
- 16:49Speaker 6: our fleet till the sea rose beneath our feet, unheralded
- 16:52Speaker 6: in hatred, past all measure, and to his pit he
- 16:55Speaker 6: stamped my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound, and through bidding the
- 17:00Speaker 6: eyeless weight upon his pleasure, man made me, and my
- 17:04Speaker 6: will is to my maker, still whom now the currents
- 17:06Speaker 6: can the rollers steer, lifting forlorn to spy trailed smoke
- 17:10Speaker 6: along the sky, falling afraid lest any keel come near.
- 17:15Speaker 6: Wrenched as the lips of thirst ride, dried and split
- 17:18Speaker 6: and burst, bone bleached, my decks, wind scoured to the graining,
- 17:22Speaker 6: and jarred at every roll, the gear that was my
- 17:25Speaker 6: soul answers the anguish of my beams, complaining for life
- 17:29Speaker 6: that crammed me full, gangs of the prying gull that
- 17:32Speaker 6: shriek and scrabble on the riven hatches for roar that
- 17:36Speaker 6: dumbed the gale, My hosspipes, guttering wail, sobbing my heart
- 17:40Speaker 6: out through the uncounted watches, Blind in the hot blue,
- 17:44Speaker 6: ring through all my points, I swing, swing, and return
- 17:47Speaker 6: to shift the sun anew. Blind in my well known sky,
- 17:51Speaker 6: I hear the stars go by, mocking the prow that
- 17:53Speaker 6: cannot hold one true white on my wasted path, wave
- 17:58Speaker 6: after wave in wrath, fretskainst fellow, warring, where to send
- 18:01Speaker 6: me Flung forward, heaved aside, witless and dazed, I bide
- 18:05Speaker 6: the mercy of the coma that shall end me North,
- 18:09Speaker 6: where the berg's green, the spray of seas unseen smokes
- 18:12Speaker 6: round my head and freezes. In the falling south, where
- 18:14Speaker 6: the corals breed, the footless floating weed folds and fouls
- 18:18Speaker 6: me straight on straka crawling. I that was clean to
- 18:22Speaker 6: run my race against the sun, strength on the deep,
- 18:25Speaker 6: and bowed to all disaster, whipped forth by night to
- 18:29Speaker 6: meet my sister's careless feet, And with a kiss betrayer
- 18:32Speaker 6: to my master, Man made me, and my will is
- 18:35Speaker 6: to my maker. Still to him and his are peoples
- 18:38Speaker 6: at their pier lifting in hope to spy trailed smoke
- 18:41Speaker 6: along the sky, falling afraid lest any keel come near.
- 18:46Speaker 6: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 18:55Speaker 7: The Derelict by Radiat Kipling read vlibrivos dot org and
- 19:01Speaker 7: reports the derelict Merry Pollock, still at sea, shippy news.
- 19:07Speaker 7: I was the staunchest of our fleet till the sea
- 19:10Speaker 7: rose beneath our feet. Unheralded, in hatred, past all measure,
- 19:16Speaker 7: into his pits. He stamped my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound,
- 19:20Speaker 7: and through, bidding me elas wait upon his pleasure man
- 19:25Speaker 7: made me, and my will is to my maker, still
- 19:29Speaker 7: whom now the current's gone. The rollers deer lifting forlorn
- 19:34Speaker 7: to spy trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid lest
- 19:39Speaker 7: any keel come near. Wrenched as the lips of thirst ride,
- 19:44Speaker 7: dried and split and burst, bone bleached, my decks wind
- 19:48Speaker 7: scarred to the graining, and jarred at every roll. The
- 19:52Speaker 7: gear that was my soul answers, the anguish of my beams,
- 19:57Speaker 7: complaining for life that crammed me me full, gangs of
- 20:01Speaker 7: the prying girl that shriek and scrabble on the riven
- 20:05Speaker 7: hatches for roar that dummed the gale, my horsepipe's guttering wail,
- 20:11Speaker 7: sobbing my heart out through the uncountered watches. Blind in
- 20:15Speaker 7: the hot blue, ring through all my points, I swing, swing,
- 20:19Speaker 7: and return to shift the sun on you. Blind in
- 20:22Speaker 7: my well known sky, I hear the stars go by,
- 20:25Speaker 7: mocking the prow that cannot hold one true white on
- 20:29Speaker 7: my waisted path. Wave after wave in wrath frets against
- 20:34Speaker 7: his fellow warring where to send me? Flung forward, heaved aside, witless,
- 20:39Speaker 7: in dazed, I bide the mercy of the comber that
- 20:42Speaker 7: shall end me. North, where the berg'screen, the spray of
- 20:47Speaker 7: sea is unseen, smokes round my head and freezes. In
- 20:50Speaker 7: the falling South, where the corals breed, the footless floating
- 20:55Speaker 7: weed folds me and fouls me. Strake on strake up crow,
- 21:01Speaker 7: I that was clean to run my race against the sun,
- 21:05Speaker 7: strength on the deep, and bored to all disaster, whipped
- 21:09Speaker 7: forth by night to meet my sister's careless feet, and
- 21:13Speaker 7: with a kiss betray her to my master. Man made me,
- 21:18Speaker 7: and my will is to my maker. Still to him
- 21:21Speaker 7: and his are people, said the appear, lifting in hope
- 21:25Speaker 7: to spy trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid lest
- 21:30Speaker 7: any keel come near end of ball. This recording is
- 21:37Speaker 7: in the public domain.
- 21:44Speaker 8: The Derelict by Rudyard Kipling read for ribrivox dot Org
- 21:49Speaker 8: by David Lawrence in reports The Derelict, Mary Pollock, Still
- 21:56Speaker 8: at Sea Shipping News. I was a staunchest of our
- 22:02Speaker 8: fleet till the sea rose beneath our feet, unheralded in hatred,
- 22:07Speaker 8: passed all measure into his pits. He stamped my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound,
- 22:14Speaker 8: and through bidding me eyeless wait upon his pleasure, man
- 22:20Speaker 8: made me and my will as to my maker, still
- 22:24Speaker 8: whom now the currents con the roller's steer, lifting forlorn
- 22:29Speaker 8: to spy, trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid lest
- 22:34Speaker 8: any keel come near. Wrenched, as the lips of thirst
- 22:40Speaker 8: ride dried and split and burst, bone bleached, my decks,
- 22:45Speaker 8: wind scoured to the graining, and jarred at every roll.
- 22:49Speaker 8: The gear that was my soul answers the anguish of
- 22:53Speaker 8: my beams, complaining for life that crammed me full, gangs
- 22:59Speaker 8: of the p rying gull that shriek and scrabble on
- 23:03Speaker 8: the riven hatches for roar that dumbed the gale. My hawsepipes,
- 23:08Speaker 8: guttering wail, sobbing my heart out through the uncounted watches,
- 23:14Speaker 8: blind in the hot blue ring through all my points,
- 23:17Speaker 8: I swing, swing, and return to shift the sun anew
- 23:22Speaker 8: blind and my well known sky. I hear the stars
- 23:26Speaker 8: go by, mocking the prow that cannot hold one true
- 23:31Speaker 8: white on my wasted path. Wave after wave in wrath
- 23:36Speaker 8: frets against his fellow warring where to send me? Flung forward,
- 23:42Speaker 8: heaved aside, witless and dazed, I bide the mercy of
- 23:46Speaker 8: the comber that shall end me North were the berg's careen.
- 23:51Speaker 8: The spray of seas unseen smokes round my head and
- 23:56Speaker 8: freezes in the falling south, where the earls breed. The
- 24:01Speaker 8: footless floating weed folds me and fouls me straight on,
- 24:06Speaker 8: straight up, crawling. I that was clean to run my
- 24:11Speaker 8: race against the sun. Strength on the deep am bod
- 24:16Speaker 8: to all disaster, whipped forth by night, to meet my
- 24:20Speaker 8: sister's careless feet, and with a kiss betray her to
- 24:24Speaker 8: my master, Man made me, and my will is to
- 24:29Speaker 8: my maker. Still to him and his are peoples at
- 24:34Speaker 8: their pier, lifting in hope to spy trailed smoke along
- 24:39Speaker 8: the sky, falling afraid lest any keel come near in
- 24:46Speaker 8: the poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 24:57Speaker 9: The Derelict by Rugged Kipling read for Lebrivox dot org
- 25:01Speaker 9: Ban Newgate novelist and reports the Derelict Merry Pollock, Still
- 25:08Speaker 9: at Sea shipping News. I was the staunchest of our
- 25:13Speaker 9: fleet till the sea rose beneath our feet, unheralded in hatred,
- 25:19Speaker 9: past all measure, into his pits he stamped my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound,
- 25:25Speaker 9: and through bidding me eyeless wait upon his pleasure, man
- 25:30Speaker 9: made me, and my will is to my maker, still
- 25:34Speaker 9: whom now the current's corn, the roller's steer, lifting forlorn
- 25:38Speaker 9: to spy, trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid lest
- 25:44Speaker 9: any keel come near. Wrenched as the lips of thirst
- 25:49Speaker 9: ride dried and split and burst, bone bleached, my decks,
- 25:54Speaker 9: wind scoured to the graining, and jarred at every roll.
- 25:58Speaker 9: The gear that was my soul answers the anguish of
- 26:02Speaker 9: my beams, complaining full life that crammed me, full gangs
- 26:08Speaker 9: of the prying girl that shriek and scrabble on the
- 26:11Speaker 9: riven hatches for roar that dumbed the gale, my horse
- 26:16Speaker 9: pipe's guttering wail, sobbing my heart out through the uncounted watches.
- 26:23Speaker 9: Blind in the hot blue, ring through all my points,
- 26:26Speaker 9: I swing, swing, and return to shift the sun anew.
- 26:30Speaker 9: Blind in my well known sky, I hear the stars
- 26:34Speaker 9: go by, mocking the prow that cannot hold one true
- 26:39Speaker 9: white on my wasted path, wave after wave in wrath
- 26:44Speaker 9: frats against his fellow warring where to send me? Flung forward,
- 26:49Speaker 9: heaved aside, witless and dazed, I bide the mercy of
- 26:54Speaker 9: the comba that shall end me. North, where the berg's careen,
- 26:59Speaker 9: the spray of seas unseen smokes round my head and freezes.
- 27:03Speaker 9: In the falling south, where the corals breed, the footless
- 27:08Speaker 9: floating weed folds me and fouls me. Strake on, stray up, crawling.
- 27:15Speaker 9: I that was clean to run my race against the sun,
- 27:19Speaker 9: strength on the deep, and bored to all disaster, Whipped
- 27:24Speaker 9: forth by night to meet my sister's careless feet, and
- 27:28Speaker 9: with a kiss betray her to my master, Man made me,
- 27:34Speaker 9: and my will is to my maker still to him
- 27:38Speaker 9: and his our peoples at their peer, lifting in hope
- 27:42Speaker 9: to spy trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid, must
- 27:48Speaker 9: any keel come near? End of poem. This recording is
- 27:54Speaker 9: in the public domain.
- 28:02Speaker 10: The Derelict by Rudyard Kipling read for librevox dot Org
- 28:07Speaker 10: by Defract and Reports The Derelict Merry Pollock, Still at Sea,
- 28:15Speaker 10: shipping news. I was the staunchest of our fleet till
- 28:21Speaker 10: the sea rose beneath our feet. Unheralded in hatred, passed
- 28:27Speaker 10: all measure into his pits. He stamped my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound,
- 28:32Speaker 10: and through biting me ilas weight upon his pleasure. Man
- 28:39Speaker 10: made me, and my will is to my maker, still
- 28:43Speaker 10: whom now the current's khan, the roller's steer, lifting forlorn
- 28:48Speaker 10: to spy, trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid lest
- 28:53Speaker 10: any kill come near. Wrenched as the lips of thirst ride,
- 29:00Speaker 10: dried and split and burst, bone bleached, my decks, wind
- 29:06Speaker 10: scoured to the graining, and jarred at every roll. The
- 29:10Speaker 10: gear that was my soul answers the anguish of my beams,
- 29:15Speaker 10: complaining for life that crammed me full, gangs of the
- 29:22Speaker 10: prying gull that shriek and scrabble on the riven hatches
- 29:26Speaker 10: for roar that dumbed the gale, my hoss pipe's guttering wail,
- 29:31Speaker 10: sobbing my heart out through the uncounted watches. Blind in
- 29:38Speaker 10: the hot blue ring, though all my points, I swing, swing,
- 29:43Speaker 10: and return to shift the sun anew. Blind in my
- 29:46Speaker 10: well known sky, I hear the stars go by, mocking
- 29:51Speaker 10: the prow that cannot hold one true white on my
- 29:57Speaker 10: wasted path, wave after wave in wrath, frets gainst his
- 30:02Speaker 10: fellow warring, where to send me? Flung forward, heaved aside,
- 30:08Speaker 10: witless and dazed, I bide the mercy of the cumber
- 30:12Speaker 10: that shall end me. North, where the berg's korem, the
- 30:18Speaker 10: spray of seas unseen smokes round my head and freezes.
- 30:23Speaker 10: In the falling south, where the corals breed, the footless
- 30:27Speaker 10: floating weed folds me and fouls me. Strake on strake,
- 30:32Speaker 10: a crawling I that was clean to run my race
- 30:38Speaker 10: against the sun, strength on the deep, and bowd to
- 30:41Speaker 10: all disaster, whipped forth by night to meet my sister's
- 30:46Speaker 10: careless feet, and with a kiss betray her to my master,
- 30:52Speaker 10: Man made me, and my will is to my maker
- 30:56Speaker 10: still to him and his our peoples at their here,
- 31:01Speaker 10: lifting in hope to spy trilled, smoke along the sky,
- 31:05Speaker 10: falling afraid lest any keel come near end of poem.
- 31:12Speaker 10: This recording is in the public domain.
- 31:20Speaker 11: The Derelict by Rudyard Kipling read for LibriVox dot Org
- 31:25Speaker 11: by Laurie Wilson, and reports the Derelict at Mary Pollock,
- 31:29Speaker 11: Still at Sea Shipping News. I was the staunchest of
- 31:34Speaker 11: our fleet till the sea rose beneath our feet, unheralded
- 31:38Speaker 11: in hatred, past all measure, into his pits. He stamped
- 31:43Speaker 11: my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound, and through bidding me elas
- 31:48Speaker 11: wait upon his pleasure, Man made me, and my will
- 31:53Speaker 11: is to my maker, still whom now the currents caln,
- 31:56Speaker 11: the rollers steer, lifting forlorn toy trails, smoke along the sky,
- 32:02Speaker 11: falling afraid lest any keel come near. Wrenched, as the
- 32:07Speaker 11: lips of thirst ride dried and split and burst, bone bleached,
- 32:12Speaker 11: my decks, wind scoured it to the graining, and jarred
- 32:16Speaker 11: at every roll.
- 32:17Speaker 12: The gear that was my soul answers the anguish of
- 32:20Speaker 12: my beams, complaining for life that crammed me full, gangs
- 32:26Speaker 12: of the prying gull that shriek and scrabble on the
- 32:29Speaker 12: riven hatches for roar that dumbed the gale, my hawsepipes
- 32:34Speaker 12: gutting well, sobbing my heart out through the uncounted watches blind,
- 32:40Speaker 12: and the hot blue ring through all my points. I swing, swing,
- 32:44Speaker 12: and return to shift the sun anew blind in my
- 32:47Speaker 12: well known sky. I hear the stars go by, mocking
- 32:51Speaker 12: the prow that cannot hold one true white on my
- 32:55Speaker 12: wasted path, wave after wave in wrath fritz gainst his
- 32:59Speaker 12: fellow war and where tis end me? Flung forward, heaved aside,
- 33:04Speaker 12: witless and dazed, I bide the mercy of the comber
- 33:08Speaker 12: that shall end me. North, where the berg's careen, the
- 33:12Speaker 12: spray of seas unseen smokes round my head and freezes.
- 33:16Speaker 12: In the falling south, where the corals breed, the footless
- 33:20Speaker 12: floating weed folds me and fouls me. Strake on, straight up, crawling.
- 33:27Speaker 12: I that was clean to run my race against the sun,
- 33:31Speaker 12: strength on, deep and bawd, and all disaster whipped forth
- 33:35Speaker 12: by night, to meet my sister's careless feet, and with
- 33:38Speaker 12: a kiss betray her to my master, Man made me,
- 33:43Speaker 12: and my will is to my maker still to him
- 33:46Speaker 12: and his our peoples. At the pier, lifting in hope
- 33:49Speaker 12: to spy trail smoke along the sky, follied afraid lest
- 33:54Speaker 12: any keel come near in the poem. This recording is
- 33:59Speaker 12: in the public.
- 34:07Speaker 13: The Derelict by Ruddyard Kipling read Philibrivox dot org by
- 34:13Speaker 13: the Nisha Sharma and reports the Derelict Mary Pollock, Still
- 34:19Speaker 13: at Sea shipping News. I was the staunchest of our
- 34:25Speaker 13: fleet till the sea rose beneath our feet, unheralded in hatred,
- 34:31Speaker 13: past all measure, into his pits. He stamped my crew, buffeted, blinded, bound,
- 34:39Speaker 13: and through bidding me eyeless wait upon his pleasure, man
- 34:45Speaker 13: made me, and my will is to my maker still
- 34:50Speaker 13: whom now the currents gone, The rollers steer, lifting forlorn
- 34:55Speaker 13: to spy trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid lest
- 35:02Speaker 13: any keel come near. Wrenched as the lips of thirst
- 35:07Speaker 13: ride dried and split and burst, bone bleached, my decks
- 35:13Speaker 13: wind scout to the graining, and jarred at every roll.
- 35:17Speaker 13: The gear that was my soul answers, the anguish of
- 35:21Speaker 13: my beams, complaining for life that crammed me full gangs
- 35:27Speaker 13: of the prying girl that shriek and scrabble on the
- 35:30Speaker 13: riven hatches for roar that dumbed the gal my hoarse pipes,
- 35:36Speaker 13: guttering whale, sobbing my heart out through the uncounted watches,
- 35:42Speaker 13: Blind in the hot blue, ring through all my points,
- 35:46Speaker 13: I swing, swing, and return to shift the sun anew.
- 35:51Speaker 13: Blind in my well known sky, I hear the stars
- 35:54Speaker 13: go by, mocking the prow that cannot hold one true
- 35:59Speaker 13: white on my wasted path, wave after wave in wrath
- 36:04Speaker 13: frets gainst his fellow, wearing where to send me? Flung forward,
- 36:09Speaker 13: heaved aside, witless and dazed, I bride the mercy of
- 36:15Speaker 13: the comber that shall in me North, where the berg scarreen,
- 36:20Speaker 13: the spray of seas unseen smokes round my head and freezes.
- 36:25Speaker 13: In the falling south, where the corals breed, the footless
- 36:30Speaker 13: floating weed folds me and fouls me. Strake on, strake upcrawling.
- 36:36Speaker 13: I that was clean to run my race under the sun,
- 36:41Speaker 13: strength on the deep, and bod to all disaster, Whipped
- 36:45Speaker 13: forth by night to meet my sister's scareless feet, and
- 36:51Speaker 13: with the kiss betray her to my master, Man made me,
- 36:55Speaker 13: and my will is to my maker still to him
- 36:59Speaker 13: and his our peoples at their pier lifting in hope
- 37:03Speaker 13: to spy trailed smoke along the sky, falling afraid lest
- 37:09Speaker 13: any Chio come near end a poem. This recording is
- 37:16Speaker 13: in the public domain.