Rudyard Kipling: The Power of Words

*Post written by James Wethington, library assistant of the University Archives and Special Collections.

Collected Verse of Rudyard Kipling with Illustrations by W. Heath Robinson. The book was published in 1910.

Front Cover of “Collected Verse of Rudyard Kipling”, 1910.

Collected Verse was published in 1910 by British author and poet, Rudyard Kipling. This book is a collection of his poetry. He was born in Bombay, British Raj, present-day Mumbai, India, on December 30, 1865 (Stewart, 2017). He became one of the world’s most beloved author and poet.

Portrait of Rudyard Kipling in 1915 by John Palmer.

Rudyard Kipling, 1915.

In 1907, he won the Nobel Prize in Literature, becoming the first English author to receive the award (The Nobel Foundation, n.d.). This book is a collection of his poetry. Kipling’s best-known novels are The Jungle Book (1894) and Kim (1901); meanwhile, some of his famous poems were Mandalay (1898), If – (1910) and many more (“Rudyard Kipling,” n.d.). Kipling passed away on January 18, 1936 in London, England (Stewart, 2017).


Page 148. Collected Verse “Ha’ done! Ha’ done!” said the Colonel’s son. “Put up the steel at your sides! Last night ye had struck at a Border thief – tonight ‘t is a man of the Guides!” Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, till Earth and Sky stand presently at God’s great Judgement Seat; but there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth, when two strong men stand face to face, tho’ they come from the ends of the earth! The Last Suttee 1889 Not many years ago, a King died in one of the Rajpoot States. His wives, disregarding the orders of the English against Suttee, would have broken out of the palace and burned themselves with the corpse had not the gates been barred. But one of them, disguised as the King’s favorite dancing-girl, passed through the line of guards and reached the pyre. There, her courage failing, she prayed her cousin, a baron of the court, to kill her. This he did not knowing who she was. Udai Chand lay sick to death in his hold by Gungra hill. All night we heard the death-gongs ring for the soul of the dying Rajpoot King. All night beat up from the women’s wing a cry that we could not still. Rudyard Kipling. Page 149 All night the barons came and went, the Lords of the Outer Guard: all night the cressets glimmered pale on Ulwar sabre and Tonk jezial, Mewar headstall and Marwar mail that clinked in the palace yeard. In the Golden Room on the palace roof all night he fought for air: and there were sobbings behing the screen, rustly and whisper of women unseen, and the hungry eyes of the Boondi Queen on the death she might not share. He passed at dawn – the death0fire leaped from right to river-head, from the Malwa plains to the Abu scars: and wail upon wail went up to the stars behind the grim zenana-bars, when they knew that the King was dead. The dumb priest knelt to tie his mouth and robe him for the pyre. The Boondi Queen beneath us cried: “See, now, that we die as our mothers died in the bridal-bed by our master’s side! Out, women! – to the fire!” We drove the great gates home apace: white hands were on the sill: but ere the rush of the unseen feet had reached the turn to the open street, the bars shot down, the guard-drum beat – we held the dovecot still.

The book is available for viewing and is located in the University Archives & Special Collections during normal business hours.





Nobel Foundation. (n.d.). Rudyard Kipling – Biographical. Retrieved April 17, 2017, from

Rudyard Kipling. (n.d.). Retrieved April 17, 2017, from

Stewart, J. I. (2017, January 30). Rudyard Kipling. Retrieved April 17, 2017, from

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