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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510660" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Code of Morals</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order,<br>And hied away to the Hurrum Hills above the Afghan border,<br>To sit on a rock with a heliograph; but ere he left he taught<br>His wife the working of the Code that sets the miles at naught.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And Love had made him very sage, as Nature made her fair;<br>So Cupid and Apollo linked , per heliograph, the pair.<br>At dawn, across the Hurrum Hills, he flashed her counsel wise --<br>At e'en, the dying sunset bore her busband's homilies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He warned her 'gainst seductive youths in scarlet clad and gold,<br>As much as 'gainst the blandishments paternal of the old;<br>But kept his gravest warnings for (hereby the ditty hangs)<br>That snowy-haired Lothario, Lieutenant-General Bangs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas General Bangs, with Aide and Staff, who tittupped on the way,<br>When they beheld a heliograph tempestuously at play.<br>They thought of Border risings, and of stations sacked and burnt --<br>So stopped to take the message down -- and this is whay they learnt --</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Dash dot dot, dot, dot dash, dot dash dot" twice. The General swore.<br>"Was ever General Officer addressed as 'dear' before?<br>"'My Love,' i' faith! 'My Duck,' Gadzooks! 'My darling popsy-wop!'<br>"Spirit of great Lord Wolseley, who is on that mountaintop?"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The artless Aide-de-camp was mute; the gilded Staff were still,<br>As, dumb with pent-up mirth, they booked that message from the hill;<br>For clear as summer lightning-flare, the husband's warning ran: --<br>"Don't dance or ride with General Bangs -- a most immoral man."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[At dawn, across the Hurrum Hills, he flashed her counsel wise --<br>But, howsoever Love be blind, the world at large hath eyes.]<br>With damnatory dot and dash he heliographed his wife<br>Some interesting details of the General's private life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The artless Aide-de-camp was mute, the shining Staff were still,<br>And red and ever redder grew the General's shaven gill.<br>And this is what he said at last (his feelings matter not): --<br>"I think we've tapped a private line. Hi! Threes about there! Trot!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All honour unto Bangs, for ne'er did Jones thereafter know<br>By word or act official who read off that helio.<br>But the tale is on the Frontier, and from Michni to Mooltan<br>They know the worthy General as "that most immoral man."</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510660" data-title="A Code of Morals de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="Now Jones had left his new-wed bride to keep his house in order, And hied away to the Hurrum Hills above the Afghan border, To sit on a rock with a heliograph; but ere he left he taught His wife the working of the Code that sets the miles at naugh..."></div> </div> </div>
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