The White Man’s Burden

Rudyard Kipling

Edited by Jack Lynch

The text comes from the poem’s first publication in McClure’s Magazine 12, no. 4 (Feb. 1899): 290–91.


The White Man’s Burden

Take up the White Man’s burden —
 Send forth the best ye breed —
Go, bind your sons to exile
 To serve your captives’ need;
5 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 —
10  In patience to abide,° wait
To veil the threat of terror
 And check the show of pride;
By open speech and simple,
 An hundred times mad plain,
15 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
20  And bid the sickness cease;
And when your goal is nearest
  (The end for others sought)
Watch sloth° and heathen folly laziness
 Bring all your hope to nought.° nothing
 
25 Take up the White Man’s burden —
 No iron rule of kings,
But toil of serf° and sweeper — peasant
 The tale of common things.
The ports ye shall not enter,
30  The roads ye shall not tread,
Go make them with your living
 And mark them with your dead.
 
Take up the White Man’s burden —
 And reap his old reward —
35 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 ye us from bondage,° slavery
40  Our loved Egyptian night?”
 
Take up the White Man’s burden —
 Ye dare not stoop to less —
Nor call too loud on freedom
 To cloak your weariness.
45 By all ye cry or whisper,
 By all ye leave or do,
The silent sullen° peoples gloomy
 Shall weigh your God and you.
 
Take up the White Man’s burden!
50  Have done with childish days —
The lightly proffered° laurel,° offered — honor
 The easy ungrudged praise:
Comes now, to search your manhood
 Through all the thankless years,
55 Cold edged with dear-bought wisdom,
 The judgment of your peers.

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