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And in Macaulay's tent that day,
 * In high durbar and bright array,

With welcome glad and presents fair,
 * Was Bengal's greeting told.

And Kamba's Lord did oft declare
 * That Tibet's people fain would dare

The dangers of the road, to see
 * Victoria's Empire, rich and rare,

Of mighty Tara regent she.
 * And with her happy people free

Would friendly converse hold.

Next day with many a greeting kind And many a pledge of friendship true They parted; and the wondrous blue Of Tibet's sky was left behind. And at the Yule-tide far away, As sweet young faces wondering gaze, When downward fall the ashes grey And upward leaps the yellow blaze. Those comrades four may tell the tale Of how they trod fair Lachen's vale, So lovely and so long. And how they braved the withering gale And lay beneath the snowpeaks pale
 * At lonely Giagong.