English poem
Plain Tales from the Hills/Kidnapped
There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken any way you please, is bad, And strands them in forsaken guts and creeks No decent soul would think of visiting. You cannot stop the tide; but now and then, You may arrest some rash adventurer Who—h'm—will hardly thank you for your pains.
More by Rudyard Kipling
- Plain Tales from the Hills/His Chance in Life
- Plain Tales from the Hills/His Wedded Wife
- Plain Tales from the Hills/In Error
- Plain Tales from the Hills/In the Pride of his Youth
- Plain Tales from the Hills/The Arrest of Lieutenant Golightly
- Plain Tales from the Hills/The Bisara of Pooree
- Plain Tales from the Hills/The Broken-Link Handicap
- Plain Tales from the Hills/The Bronckhorst Divorce-Case