Remembering January the eighteenth as being a day in which a writer died as well as being the birthday (albeit long ago in the 1700's) of someone, who has died but whose book still provides great value to writers.
The writer who died on this day (in 1936) is Rudyard Kipling. As you undoubtedly realize dear reader, Kipling is known for many literary works, including children's books (such as
The Jungle Book and
Just So stories) and also for poems, (such as
IF and
The Land).
When I see my lime-themed
Christmas ornament (featured in the image atop this entry), I think of a
few lines from The Land.
"..... Well could Ogier work his war-boat—well could Ogier wield his brand—
Much he knew of foaming waters—not so much of farming land.
So he called to him a Hobden of the old unaltered blood,
Saying: “What about that River-piece, she doesn’t look no good?”
And that aged Hobden answered: ’Tain’t for me to interfere,
But I’ve known that bit o’ meadow now for five and fifty year.
Have it jest as you’ve a mind to, but I’ve proved it time on time,
If you want to change her nature you have got to give her lime!..'"
I've recently learned that Kipling is known to have said, "
Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind."