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Poem by Rudyard Kipling


«Limits and Renewals». 1932. 2. Dinah in Heaven


She did not know that she was dead,
  But, when the pang was o'er,
Sat down to wait her Master's tread
  Upon the Golden Floor,

With ears full-cock and anxious eye
  Impatiently resigned;
But ignorant that Paradise
  Did not admit her kind.

Persons with Haloes, Harps, and Wings
  Assembled and reproved;
Or talked to her of Heavenly things,
  But Dinah never moved.

There was one step along the Stair
  That led to Heaven's Gate;
And, till she heard it, her affair
  Was--she explained--to wait.

And she explained with flattened ear,
  Bared lip and milky tooth--
Storming against Ithuriel's Spear
  That only proved her truth!

Sudden--far down the Bridge of Ghosts
  That anxious spirits clomb--
She caught that step in all the hosts,
  And knew that he had come.

She left them wondering what to do,
  But not a doubt had she.
Swifter than her own squeal she flew
  Across the Glassy Sea;

Flushing the Cherubs every where,
  And skidding as she ran,
She refuged under Peter's Chair
  And waited for her man.

.     .     .     .     .     .     .       

There spoke a Spirit out of the press,
  'Said:--"Have you any here
That saved a fool from drunkenness,
  And a coward from his fear?

"That turned a soul from dark to day 
  When other help was vain;
That snatched it from Wanhope and made
  A cur a man again?"

"Enter and look," said Peter then,
  And set The Gate ajar.
"If  know aught of women and men
  I trow she is not far."

"Neither by virtue, speech nor art
  Nor hope of grace to win;
But godless innocence of heart
  That never heard of sin:

"Neither by beauty nor belief
  Nor white example shown.
Something a wanton--more a thief--
  But--most of all--mine own."

"Enter and look," said Peter then,
  "And send you well to speed;
But, for all that I know of women and men
  Your riddle is hard to read."

Then flew Dinah from under the Chair,
  Into his arms she flew--
And licked his face from chin to hair
  And Peter passed them through!



Rudyard Kipling


Rudyard Kipling's other poems:
  1. The First Chantey
  2. The Cursing of Stephen
  3. The Jester
  4. Anchor Song
  5. The Covenant


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