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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling

The Pirates in England

Saxon Invasion, A.D. 400-600
    When Rome was rotten-ripe to her fall,
      And the sceptre passed from her hand,
    The pestilent Picts leaped over the wall
      To harry the English land.

    The little dark men of the mountain and waste,
      So quick to laughter and tears,
    They came panting with hate and haste
      For the loot of five hundred years.

    They killed the trader, they sacked the shops,
      They ruined temple and town--
    They swept like wolves through the standing crops
      Crying that Rome was down.

    They wiped out all that they could find
      Of beauty and strength and worth,
    But they could not wipe out the Viking's Wind
      That brings the ships from the North.

    They could not wipe out the North-East gales
      Nor what those gales set free--
    The pirate ships with their close-reefed sails,
      Leaping from sea to sea.

    They had forgotten the shield-hung hull
      Seen nearer and more plain,
    Dipping into the troughs like a gull,
      And gull-like rising again--

    The painted eyes that glare and frown 
      In the high snake-headed stem,
    Searching the beach while her sail comes down,
      They had forgotten them!

    There was no Count of the Saxon Shore
      To meet her hand to hand,
    As she took the beach with a grind and a roar,
      And the pirates rushed inland!

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