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 Spirit of Love and Truth,

Breathing in grosser clay, The light and flame of youth,

Delight of men in the fray, Wisdom in strength's decay;

From pain, strife, wrong to be free This best gift I pray,

Take my spirit to Thee.

Bttching.

cxxv A BALLAD OF EAST AND WEST

KAMAL is out with twenty men to raise the Border side, And he has lifted the Colonel's mare that is the

Colonel's pride: He has lifted her out of the stable-door between

the dawn and the day, And turned the calkins upon her feet, and ridden

her far away. Then up and spoke the Colonel's son that led a troop

of the Guides: ' Is there never a man of all my men can say where

Kamal hides?' Then up and spoke Mahommed Khan, the son of

the Ressaldar, 'If ye know the track of the morning-mist, yc know

where his pickets are. At dusk he harries the Abazai at dawn he is into

Bonair Hut he must go by Fort Bukloh to his own place

to fare,

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