Author Rudyard Kipling IF I HAVE GIVEN YOU DELIGHT BY AUGHT THAT I HAVE DONE, LET ME LIE QUIET IN THAT NIGHT WHICH SHALL BE YOURS ANON: AND FOR THE LITTLE, LITTLE, SPAN THE DEAD ARE BORNE IN MIND, SEEK NOT TO QUESTION OTHER THAN THE BOOKS I LEAVE BEHIND. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments