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 Thou wert ever more than a father to me, And thy desires are mine." Ah, the eyes of the Rao of Ilore That never had looked in mine!

My years were spent in the Diwan's Courts, My youth died down that day. For sake of thine own content of mind My lost beloved, I pray That never my Lord a love may know Like that he threw away. Ah, the eyes of the Rao of Ilore, Who threw my life away! 32