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 A pert little, Irish-eyed Kathleen Mavournin— She's always about on the Mall of a mornin'—

And you'll see, if her right shoulder-strap is displaced, This: Gules upon argent, a Boh's Head, erased I

R-HEB beyond the Hills of Ao-Safai  Bears witness to the truth, and Ao-Safai  ''Hath told the men of Gorukh. Thence the tale '' ''Comes westward o'er the peaks to India. ''

The story of Bisesa, Armod's child,— A maiden plighted to the Chief in War, The Man of Sixty Spears, who held the Pass That leads to Thibet, but to-day is gone To seek his comfort of the God called Budh The Silent—showing how the Sickness ceased Because of her who died to save the tribe.

Taman is One and greater than us all, Taman is One and greater than all Gods: Taman is Two in One and rides the sky, Curved like a stallion's croup, from dusk to dawn, And drums upon it with his heels, by which Is bred the neighing thunder in the hills.

This is Taman, the God of all Er-Heb, Who was before all Gods, and made all Gods, And presently will break the Gods he made, And step upon the Earth to govern men Who give him milk-dry ewes and cheat his Priests,