What of the hunting, hunter bold?
Brother, the watch was long and cold.
What of the quarry ye went to kill?
Brother, he crops in the jungle still.
Where is the power that made your pride?
Brother, it ebbs from my flank and side.
Where is the haste that ye hurry by?
Brother, I go to my lair to die.
- Rudyard Kipling, “Tiger-Tiger!” The Jungle Book
Friday, March 26, 2010
Phraselet No. 84
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4 comments:
I love these cool little quotes that make me think deep thoughts.
Thanks for sharing.
.........dhole
Thanks, Donna! They're a lot of fun to collect.
Nice!
Thank you! Kipling has all sorts of gems, but I particularly like this one.
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