Explore "Kim" by Rudyard Kipling on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
I'd not give room for an Emperor -- / I'd hold my road for a King. / To the Triple Crown I'd not bow down -- / But this is a different thing! / I'll not fight with the Powers of Air -- / Sentry, pass him through! / Drawbridge let fall -- He's the Lord of us all -- / The Dreamer whose dream came true! / The Siege of the Fairies
Two hundred miles north of Chini, on the blue shale of Ladakh, lies Yankling Sahib, the merry-minded man, spy-glassing wrathfully across the ridges for some sign of his pet tracker -- a man from Ao-chung. But that renegade, with a new Männlicher rifle and two hundred cartridges, is elsewhere, shooting musk-deer for the market, and Yankling Sahib will learn next season how very ill he has been.