Rudyard Kipling (Редьярд Киплинг)

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Then we brought the lances down—then the trumpets blew—
   When we went to Kandahar, ridin' two an' two.
      Ridin'—ridin—ridin'—two an' two!
            Ta-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-a!
            All the way to Kandahar,
   Ridin' two an' two.

1. Quantities of ’em
2. After the Promise
3. The Reaping
4. After the Fever
5. Ichabod

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