Rudyard Kipling

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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling, an English writer, was born on December 30th, 1865 in Mumbai India, and died on January 18th, 1936, in London England. He wrote many poems and novels including The Jungle Book.

A Ballad of Burial

If

If down here I chance to die, Solemnly I beg you takeAll that is left of "I" To the Hills for old sake's sake,Pack me very thoroughly In the ice that used to slakePegs I drank when I was dry -- This observe for old sake's sake.To the railway station hie, There a single ticket takeFor Umballa -- goods-train -- I Shall not mind delay or shake.I shall rest contentedly Spite of clamor coolies make;Thus in state and dignity Send me up for old sake's sake.Next the sleepy Babu wake, Book a Kalka van "for four."Few, I think, will care to make Journeys with me any moreAs they used to do of yore. I shall need a "special" break --Thing I never took before -- Get me one for old sake's sake.After that -- arrangements make. No hotel will take me in,And a bullock's back would break 'Neath the teak and leaden skinTonga ropes are frail and thin, Or, did I a back-seat take,In a tonga I might spin, -- Do your best for old sake's sake.After that -- your work is done. Recollect a Padre mustMourn the dear departed one -- Throw the ashes and the dust.Don't go down at once. I trust You will find excuse to "snakeThree days' casual on the bust." Get your fun for old sake's sake.I could never stand the Plains. Think of blazing June and MayThink of those September rains Yearly till the Judgment Day!I should never rest in peace, I should sweat and lie awake.Rail me then, on my decease, To the Hills for old sake's sake.

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

I chose this author because I was fasinated with his childhood, and how he became a poet (he started college at the age of 12). I chose these two poems because I found each one intresting, but in two different ways. I was intrigued by A Ballad of Burial because it had a creepy story to tell. I chose If because I thought it had a great moral.

If is explaining that you should have self confidance, and that you should have the ability to control your emotions. If you do have the ability to control your emotions, then you have what it takes to become a well respected person.

A Ballad of Burial tells a tragic story, either a legend or an imaginary story, of a country north of India that has been blanketed by a terrible sickness that has been inflicted upon them as punishment for people who neglected their gods. The narrator is worried that he will die and will not be prepared for judgement day.

An example of a metaphor can be seen on line 27 of A Ballad of Burial when the author says "And a bullock's back would break".The Rhyme scheme used is ABABCBAB.The tone is happy, while mourning the dead."To the hills for old sake's sake" is an example of an alliteration.The theme of the poem is that the author will never be dead because we will always think about him.

Assonance is used on line 8 when he says "And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise". Hyperbole is used on line 26, when Kipling says "Or walk with Kings- nor lose the common touch".On line 14, Kipling says "Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools". This is an example of a metaphor (for people of low character)."If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster" is an example of personification that is used on line 11.Anaphora is seen all throughout the poem, evertime the author says "if you can".


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