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KIM

T INTO whose use the pregnant suns are poised, With idiot moons and stars retracting stars? Creep thou between thy coming's all unnoised. Heaven hath her high, as Earth her baser, wars. Heir to these tumults, this affright, that fray (By Adam's, fathers', own, sin bound alway); Peer up, draw out thy horoscope and say Which planet mends thy threadbare fate, or mars.

MANY INVENTIONS

HPHERE'S a convict more in the Central Jail,

Behind the old mud wall; There's a lifter less on the Border trail, And the Queen's Peace over all, Dear boys, The Queen's Peace over all!

For we must bear our leader's blame,

On us the shame will fall,

If we lift our hand from a fettered land

And the Queen's Peace over all,

Dear boys,

The Queen's Peace over all!

The Lost Legion.