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 RIMMON

with knees that feign to quake—

Bent head and shaded brow,—

Yet once again, for my father's sake,

In Rimmon's House I bow.

The curtains part, and the trumpet blares,

And the eunuchs howl aloud;

And the gilt, swag-bellied idol glares

Insolent over the crowd.

"This is Rimmon, Lord of the Earth—

"Fear Him and bow the knee!"

And I watch my comrades hide their mirth

That rode to the wars with me.

For we remember the sun and the sand

And the rocks whereon we trod,

Ere we came to a scorched and a scornful land

That did not know our God;

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