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 POSSIBILITIES

, lay him 'neath the Simla pine—

A fortnight fully to be missed,

Behold, we lose our fourth at whist,

A chair is vacant where we dine.

His place forgets him; other men

Have bought his ponies, guns, and traps.

His fortune is the Great Perhaps

And that cool rest-house down the glen,

Whence he shall hear, as spirits may,

Our mundane revel on the height,

Shall watch each flashing &apos;rickshaw-light

Sweep on to dinner, dance, and play.

Benmore shall woo him to the ball

With lighted rooms and braying band:

And he shall hear and understand

"Dream Faces" better than us all.

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