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Rustum Beg of Kolazai slightly backward Native State ... 9
Said England unto Pharaoh, "I must make a man of you, . . . 226
See you the ferny ride that steals 555
Seven men from all the world back to Docks again, 156
Seven Watchmen sitting in a tower, 448
Sez the Junior Orderly Sergeant 516
She dropped the bar, she shot the bolt, she fed the fire anew, . . . 702
Shiv, who poured the harvest and made the winds to blow, . . . 585
Shove off from the wharf-edge! Steady! 691
Singer and tailor am I 737
Smells are surer than sounds or sights 541
Smokin' my pipe on the mountings, sniffin' the mornin' cool, . . 458
So here's your Empire. No more wine, then? Good 78
So long as 'neath the Kalka hills 66
So we settled it all when the storm was done 606
Soldier, soldier come from the wars, 457
South and far south below the Line, 755
Speakin' in general, I 'ave tried 'em all 100
"Stopped in the straight when the race was his own! 574
Strangers drawn from the ends of the earth, jewelled and plumed
were we; 560
Sudden the desert changes, 234
Tell it to the locked-up trees, 568
Take of English earth as much 569
Take up the White Man's burden 371
The Babe was laid in the Manger 248
The bachelor 'e fights for one 539
The banked oars fell an hundred strong, 325
The beasts are very wise, 635
The boats of Newhaven and Folkestone and Dover 764
The Camel's hump is an ugly lump 669
The Celt in all his variants from Builth to Bally-hoo, 599
The child of Mary Queen of Scots, 757
The Cities are full of pride, 205
The dark eleventh hour ' . 266
The dead child lay in the shroud, 426
The Doorkeepers of Zion, 104
The doors were wide, the story saith, 636
The earth is full of anger, 373
The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an* stone; . . . 513
The eldest son bestrides him, . 77
The fans and the beltings they roar round me 357
The fear was on the cattle, for the gale was on the sea, 145
The first time that Peter denied his Lord 374
The Four Archangels, so the legends tell, 582