Songs from Books by Rudyard Kipling
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Jubal and Tubal Cain!
Jubal sang of the new-found sea, And the love that its waves divide-- But Tubal hollowed a fallen tree And passed to the further side. Black--black as the hurricane-wrack, Salt as the under-main-- Bitter and cold is the hate they hold-- Jubal and Tubal Cain! Jubal sang of the golden years When wars and wounds shall cease-- But Tubal fashioned the hand-flung spears And showèd his neighbours peace. New--new as the Nine point Two, Older than Lamech's slain-- Roaring and loud is the feud avowed Twix' Jubal and Tubal Cain! Jubal sang of the cliffs that bar And the peaks that none may crown-- But Tubal clambered by jut and scar And there he builded a town. High--high as the snowsheds lie, Low as the culverts drain-- Wherever they be they can never agree-- Jubal and Tubal Cain! |
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