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第 59 頁 - Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment 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!
第 354 頁 - For to admire an' for to see, For to be'old this world so wide — It never done no good to me, But I can't drop it if I tried...
第 4 頁 - O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, go away " ; But it's " Thank you, Mister Atkins," when the band begins to play, The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play, O it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins," when the band begins to play.
第 7 頁 - FUZZY-WUZZY" (SOUDAN EXPEDITIONARY FORCE) WE'VE fought with many men acrost the seas, An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not : The Paythan an' the Zulu an' Burmese ; But the Fuzzy was the finest o
第 19 頁 - E would skip with our attack, An' watch us till the bugles made "Retire" An' for all 'is dirty 'ide 'E was white, clear white, inside When 'e went to tend the wounded under fire! It was "Din! Din! Din!" With the bullets kickin' dust-spots on the green When the cartridges ran out, You could hear the front-ranks shout, "Hi!
第 40 頁 - Come you back to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay: Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin' from Rangoon to Mandalay? On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!
第 2 頁 - is beer a score o' times," said Files-on-Parade. " 'E's drinkin' bitter beer alone," the Color-Sergeant said. They are hangin' Danny Deever, you must mark 'im to 'is place, For 'e shot a comrade sleepin' — you must look 'im in the face; Nine 'undred of 'is county an' the regiment's disgrace, While they're hangin
第 38 頁 - eathen idol's foot : Bloomin' idol made o' mud — Wot they called the Great Gawd Budd — Plucky lot she cared for idols when I kissed 'er where she stud! On the road to Mandalay . . . When the mist was on the rice-fields an' the sun was droppin' slow, She'd git 'er little banjo an' she'd sing " Kulla-lo-lo!" With 'er arm upon my shoulder an' 'er cheek agin' my cheek We useter watch the steamers an' the hathis pilin
第 38 頁 - Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst; For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be — By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looking lazy at the sea; On the road to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay, With our sick beneath the awnings when we went to Mandalay! On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!