Sublime

Mr. Kipling, with all his merits, is the globe-trotter; he has not the patience to become part of anything.

ribald

Lydgate was no Puritan, but he did not care to play, and winning money at it had always seemed a meanness to him; besides, he had an ideal of life which made this subservience of conduct to the gaining of small sums thoroughly hateful to him. Hitherto in his own life his wants had been supplied without any trouble to himself, and his first impulse

The breeze giggled and chirped at me as if I were a reluctant horse, and then dashed off before me into the hall.

所以没有人

No man could be a fool who knew the language so intimately, who moved so gently and silently, and whose eyes were so different from the dull fat eyes of other Sahibs.