Author Rudyard Kipling These are the Four that are never content, that have never been filled since the Dews began ā Jacala's mouth, and the glut of the Kite, and the hands of the Ape, and the Eyes of Man. The King's Ankus . Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments