A stone's throw out on either hand From that well-ordered road we tread, And all the world is wild and strange; Churel and ghoul and Djinn and sprite Shall bear us company to-night, For we have reached the Oldest Land Wherein the powers of Darkness range.![]()
You may also enjoy reading Kipling's short story of the same title, In the House of Suddhoo.
Return to the Rudyard Kipling library , or . . . Read the next poem; In The Matter Of One Compass