Rhodes Memorial, Table Mountain

by Rudyard Kipling

  


As tho’ again, yea, even once again, We should rewelcome to our stewardship The rider with the loose-flung bridle-rein And chance-plucked twig for whip, The down-turned hat-brim, and the eyes beneath Alert, devouring, and the imperious hand Ordaining matters swiftly to bequeath Perfect the work he planned.


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