Poetic Openings : Rudyard Kipling to Rudyard Kipling

Poet : Rudyard Kipling : Poem : The Song Of The Little Hunter : First Line : Ere Mor the Peacock flutters, ere the Monkey People cry,
Poet : Rudyard Kipling : Poem : The Song Of The Old Guard : First Line : Know this, my brethren, Heaven is clear
Poet : Rudyard Kipling : Poem : The Song Of The Sons : First Line : One from the ends of the earth -- gifts at an open door --
Poet : Rudyard Kipling : Poem : The Song Of The Women : First Line : How shall she know the worship we would do her?
Poet : Rudyard Kipling : Poem : The Songs Of The Lathes : First Line : The fans and the beltings they roar round me.

Poet : Rudyard Kipling : Poem : The Sons Of Martha : First Line : The Sons of Mary seldom bother, for they have inherited that good part;
Poet : Rudyard Kipling : Poem : The Spies' March : First Line : There are not leaders to lead us to honour, and yet without leaders we sally,
Poet : Rudyard Kipling : Poem : The Story Of Ung : First Line : Once, on a glittering ice-field, ages and ages ago,
Poet : Rudyard Kipling : Poem : The Story Of Uriah : First Line : Jack Barrett went to Quetta
Poet : Rudyard Kipling : Poem : The Stranger : First Line : The Stranger within my gate,