 Where the blindest bluffs hold good, dear lass, And the wildest tales are true, And the men bulk big on the old trail, our own trail, the out trail, And life runs large on the Long Trail — the trail that is always new.  My Windows on the Street of the World - Page 364by James Mavor - 1923 - 452 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1919 - 1066 pages
...loved the most, for it was the spirit of both of us, was 'The Long Trail.' You know the last of it: — The Lord knows what we may find, dear lass. And the deuce knows what we may do — But we 're back once more on the old trail, our own trail, the out-trail, We're down, hull down, on the... | |
 | Philosophical Society of Washington (Washington, D.C.) - 1895 - 646 pages
...wildest tales are true. And the men bulk big on the old trail, our Own trail, the out trail, and life runs large On the long trail, the trail that is always new." To the general toast, Our sister societies, GARDINER G. HUBBAHD responded on behalf of the National... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1892 - 286 pages
...of the deep-sea rain ; You have heard the song—how long ? how long? Pull out on the trail again! The Lord knows what we may find, dear lass, And The Deuce knows what we may do— But we 're back once more on the old trail, our own trail, the out trail, We 're down, hull down on the... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1893 - 244 pages
...wildest tales are true, And the men bulk big on the old trail, our own trail, the out trail, And life runs large on the Long Trail — the trail that is always new. The days are sick and cold, and the skies are grey and old, And the twice-breathed airs blow damp; And... | |
 | 1893 - 322 pages
...wildest tales are true, And the men bulk big on the old trail, our own trail, the out trail, And life runs large on the Long Trail — the trail that is always new. The days are sick and cold, and the skies are grey and old, And the twice-breathed airs blow damp ; And... | |
 | 1894 - 384 pages
...wildest tales are true. And the men bulk big on the old trail, Our own trail, the out trail, and life runs large On the long trail, the trail that is always new." " There's a whisper down the field, where the year has shot her yield, And the rick stands gray to... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1897 - 404 pages
...wildest tales are true, And the men bulk big on the old trail, our own trail, the out trail, And life runs large on the Long Trail — the trail that is always new. The days are sick and cold, and the skies are gray and old, And the twice-breathed airs blow damp ; And... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1897 - 400 pages
...wildest tales are true, And the men bulk big on the old trail, our own trail, the out trail, And life runs large on the Long Trail — the trail that is always new. The days are sick and cold, and the skies are gray and old, And the twice-breathed airs blow damp ; And... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1898 - 400 pages
...wildest tales are true, And the men bulk big on the old trail, our own trail, the out trail, And life runs large on the Long Trail — the trail that is always new. The days are sick and cold, and the skies are gray and old, And the twice-breathed airs blow damp ; And... | |
 | Rudyard Kipling - 1908 - 412 pages
...the deep-sea rain — You have heard the song — how long! how long? Pull out on the trail again! The Lord knows what we may find, dear lass, And the...do — But we're back once more on the old trail, out own trail, the out trail, We're down, hull-down on the Long Trail — the trail that is always... | |
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