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 The boils that shine and burrow, The sores that slough and bleed— The leprosy of Naaman On thee and all thy seed? Stand up, stand up, Gehazi, Draw close thy robe and go, Gehazi, Judge in Israel, A leper white as snow!

''RAHMAN, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told.  His mercy fills the Khyber hills his grace is manifold; '' He has taken toll of the North and the South—his glory reachethfar,  ''And they tell the tale of his charity from Balkh to Kandahar. ''

Before the old Peshawur Gate, where Kurd and Kaffir meet, The Governor of Kabul dealt the Justice of the Street, And that was strait as running noose and swift as plunging knife, Tho' he who held the longer purse might hold the longer life. There was a hound of Hindustan had struck a Euzufzai, Wherefore they spat upon his face and led him out to die. It chanced the King went forth that hour when throat was bared to knife; The Kaffir grovelled under-hoof and clamoured for his life.

Then said the King: "Have hope, O friend! Yea, Death disgraced is hard. "Much honour shall be thine;" and called the Captain of the Guard,