To-night, God knows what thing shall tide,
The Earth is racked and fain--
Expectant, sleepless, open-eyed;
And we, who from the Earth were made,
Thrill with our Mother's pain.
More verses by Rudyard Kipling
- His Wedded Wife
- Dirge Of The Dead Sisters
- The Ballad Of East And West
- The Greek National Anthem
- Contradictions