I am the land of their fathers, 1
I am the Most Wise Baviaan, saying in most wise tones, 184
I closed and drew for my love’s sake, 17
‘If I have taken the common clay’, 84
If I were hanged on the highest hill, 237
I followed my Duke ere I was a lover, 19
If Thought can reach to Heaven, 170
If you can keep your head when all about you, 149
If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse’s feet, 269
I have been given my charge to keep, 50
I keep six honest serving-men, 185
I know not in Whose hands are laid, 154
I met my mates in the morning (and oh, but I am old!), 161
I’m just in love with all these three, 8
In the daytime, when she moved about me, 34
’I see the grass shake in the sun for leagues on either
    hand’, 28
I tell this tale, which is strictly true, 266
It was not in the open fight, 33
I’ve never sailed the Amazon, 188
I was very well pleased with what I knowed, 10
I will let loose against you the fleet-footed vines, 241
I will remember what I was, I am sick of rope and chain, 251

Jubal sang of the Wrath of God, 112

Land of our Birth, we pledge to thee, 143
’Less you want your toes trod off you’d better get back
    at once’, 138
‘Let us now praise famous men’, 116
Life’s all getting and giving, 215
Look, you have cast out Love!  What Gods are these, 30

Man goes to Man!  Cry the challenge through the Jungle!, 249
Mithras, God of the Morning, our trumpets waken the Wall!, 52
Much I owe to the Land that grew, 159
My Brother kneels, so saith Kabir, 303
My father’s father saw it not, 96
My new-cut ashlar takes the light, 43

Neither the harps nor the crowns amused, nor the cherubs’
   dove-winged races, 174
Not though you die to-night, O Sweet, and wail, 32
Not with an outcry to Allah nor any complaining, 71
Now Chil the Kite brings home the night, 245
Now it is not good for the Christian’s health to hustle
    the Aryan brown, 79
Now this is the Law of the Jungle—­as old and as true as
    the sky, 120
Now we are come to our Kingdom, 15