Rudyard Kipling’s “Road-Song of the Bandar-Log”


Here we go in a flung festoon,
Half-way up to the jealous moon!
Don’t you envy our pranceful bands?
Don’t you wish you had extra hands?
Wouldn’t you like if your tails were–so–
Curved in the shape of a Cupid’s bow?
Now you’re angry, but–never mind,
Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!

Here we sit in a branchy row,
Thinking of beautiful things we know;
Dreaming of deeds that we mean to do,
All complete, in a minute or two–
Something noble and wise and good,
Done by merely wishing we could.
We’ve forgotten, but–never mind,
Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!

All the talk we ever have heard
Uttered by bat or beast or bird–
Hide or fin or scale or feather–
Jabber it quickly and all together!
Excellent! Wonderful! Once again!

Now we are talking just like men!
Let’s pretend we are … never mind,
Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!
This is the way of the Monkey-kind.


Then join our leaping lines that scumfish through the pines,
That rocket by where, light and high, the wild grape swings.
By the rubbish in our wake, and the noble noise we make,
Be sure, be sure, we’re going to do some splendid things!


Ah! I’m late again with my post! I’ve very sorry for the slight delay–as I’ve said in my previous post, I’ve been working on The Prince of Prophecy Vol. I: Destined, trying to ready it for its June 21st eBook release. This blog should be back to its regular Wednesday/Saturday Schedule in a couple of weeks.

I hope you enjoyed Rudyard Kipling’s “Road-Song of the Bandar-Log”! Follow this blog for fairy-tale/classic literature updates every Wednesday and Saturday!


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