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Up came the young Centaur-colts from the plains they were fathered in — | <poem> | ||
Curious, awkward, afraid. | Up came the young Centaur-colts from the plains they were fathered in — | ||
Burrs on their hocks and their tails, they were branded and gathered in | Curious, awkward, afraid. | ||
Mobs and run up to the yard to be made. | Burrs on their hocks and their tails, they were branded and gathered in | ||
Mobs and run up to the yard to be made. | |||
Starting and shying at straws, with sidlings and plungings, | |||
Buckings and whirlings and bolts; | Starting and shying at straws, with sidlings and plungings, | ||
Greener than grass, but full-ripe for their bridling and lungings, | Buckings and whirlings and bolts; | ||
Up to the yards and to Chiron they bustled the colts… | Greener than grass, but full-ripe for their bridling and lungings, | ||
Up to the yards and to Chiron they bustled the colts… | |||
First the light web and the cavesson; then the linked keys | |||
To jingle and turn on the tongue. Then, with cocked ears, | First the light web and the cavesson; then the linked keys | ||
The hours of watching and envy, while comrades at ease | To jingle and turn on the tongue. Then, with cocked ears, | ||
Passaged and backed, making naught of these terrible gears. | The hours of watching and envy, while comrades at ease | ||
Passaged and backed, making naught of these terrible gears. | |||
Next, over-pride and its price at the low-seeming fence | |||
Too oft and too easily taken — the world-beheld fall! | Next, over-pride and its price at the low-seeming fence | ||
And none in the yard except Chiron to doubt the immense, | Too oft and too easily taken — the world-beheld fall! | ||
Irretrievable shame of it all!… | And none in the yard except Chiron to doubt the immense, | ||
Irretrievable shame of it all!… | |||
Last, the trained squadron, full-charge — the sound of a going | |||
Through dust and spun clods, and strong kicks, pelted in as they went, | Last, the trained squadron, full-charge — the sound of a going | ||
And repaid at top-speed; till the order to halt without slowing | Through dust and spun clods, and strong kicks, pelted in as they went, | ||
Showed every colt on his haunches — and Chiron content!< | And repaid at top-speed; till the order to halt without slowing | ||
Showed every colt on his haunches — and Chiron content! | |||
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[[Category:Rudyard Kipling]] | [[Category:Rudyard Kipling]] | ||
Revision as of 07:31, 10 April 2009
| The Centaurs written by Rudyard Kipling |
| First published in the collection Debits and Credits (1926), accompanying the story The United Idolaters. | Link to further information |
Up came the young Centaur-colts from the plains they were fathered in —
Curious, awkward, afraid.
Burrs on their hocks and their tails, they were branded and gathered in
Mobs and run up to the yard to be made.
Starting and shying at straws, with sidlings and plungings,
Buckings and whirlings and bolts;
Greener than grass, but full-ripe for their bridling and lungings,
Up to the yards and to Chiron they bustled the colts…
First the light web and the cavesson; then the linked keys
To jingle and turn on the tongue. Then, with cocked ears,
The hours of watching and envy, while comrades at ease
Passaged and backed, making naught of these terrible gears.
Next, over-pride and its price at the low-seeming fence
Too oft and too easily taken — the world-beheld fall!
And none in the yard except Chiron to doubt the immense,
Irretrievable shame of it all!…
Last, the trained squadron, full-charge — the sound of a going
Through dust and spun clods, and strong kicks, pelted in as they went,
And repaid at top-speed; till the order to halt without slowing
Showed every colt on his haunches — and Chiron content!