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   December 4, 2006

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   Alexa B. said:

   
   

   You mentioned this poem, and we learned about it in class:

   Modern History Sourcebook:
   Rudyard Kipling, The White Man’s Burden, 1899

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   This famous poem, written by Britain’s imperial poet, was a response to the American take over of the Phillipines after the Spanish-American War.

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   Take up the White Man’s burden–
   Send forth the best ye breed–
   Go bind your sons to exile
   To serve your captives’ need;
   To wait in heavy harness,
   On fluttered folk and wild–
   Your new-caught, sullen peoples,
   Half-devil and half-child.

   Take up the White Man’s burden–
   In patience to abide,
   To veil the threat of terror
   And check the show of pride;
   By open speech and simple,
   An hundred times made plain
   To seek another’s profit,
   And work another’s gain.

   Take up the White Man’s burden–
   The savage wars of peace–
   Fill full the mouth of Famine
   And bid the sickness cease;
   And when your goal is nearest
   The end for others sought,
   Watch sloth and heathen Folly
   Bring all your hopes to nought.

   Take up the White Man’s burden–
   No tawdry rule of kings,
   But toil of serf and sweeper–
   The tale of common things.
   The ports ye shall not enter,
   The roads ye shall not tread,
   Go mark them with your living,
   And mark them with your dead.

   Take up the White Man’s burden–
   And reap his old reward:
   The blame of those ye better,
   The hate of those ye guard–
   The cry of hosts ye humour
   (Ah, slowly!) toward the light:–
   “Why brought he us from bondage,
   Our loved Egyptian night?”

   Take up the White Man’s burden–
   Ye dare not stoop to less–
   Nor call too loud on Freedom
   To cloke your weariness;
   By all ye cry or whisper,
   By all ye leave or do,
   The silent, sullen peoples
   Shall weigh your gods and you.

   Take up the White Man’s burden–
   Have done with childish days–
   The lightly proferred laurel,
   The easy, ungrudged praise.
   Comes now, to search your manhood
   Through all the thankless years
   Cold, edged with dear-bought wisdom,
   The judgment of your peers!

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   This text is part of the Internet Modern History Sourcebook. The Sourcebook is a collection of public domain and copy-permitted texts for introductory level classes in modern European and World history.