Rudyard Kipling

THE JUNGLE BOOK
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Mowgli's Song

THAT HE SANG AT THE COUNCIL ROCK WHEN HE DANCED ON SHERE KHAN'S HIDE

 The Song of Mowgli—I, Mowgli, am singing.  Let the jungle
 listen to the things I have done.
 
 Shere Khan said he would kill—would kill!  At the gates in the
 twilight he would kill Mowgli, the Frog!
 
 He ate and he drank.  Drink deep, Shere Khan, for when wilt thou
 drink again?  Sleep and dream of the kill.
 
 I am alone on the grazing-grounds.  Gray Brother, come to me!
 Come to me, Lone Wolf, for there is big game afoot!
 
 Bring up the great bull buffaloes, the blue-skinned herd bulls
 with the angry eyes.  Drive them to and fro as I order.
 
 Sleepest thou still, Shere Khan?  Wake, oh, wake!  Here come I,
 and the bulls are behind.
 
 Rama, the King of the Buffaloes, stamped with his foot.  Waters of
 the Waingunga, whither went Shere Khan?
 
 He is not Ikki to dig holes, nor Mao, the Peacock, that he should
 fly.  He is not Mang the Bat, to hang in the branches.  Little
 bamboos that creak together, tell me where he ran?
 
 Ow!  He is there.  Ahoo!  He is there.  Under the feet of Rama
 lies the Lame One!  Up, Shere Khan!
 
 Up and kill!  Here is meat; break the necks of the bulls!
 
 Hsh!  He is asleep.  We will not wake him, for his strength is
 very great.  The kites have come down to see it.  The black
 ants have come up to know it.  There is a great assembly in his
 honor.
 
 Alala!  I have no cloth to wrap me.  The kites will see that I am
 naked.  I am ashamed to meet all these people.
 
 Lend me thy coat, Shere Khan.  Lend me thy gay striped coat that (...)
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