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TO THE MARQUIS OF DUFFERIN AND AVA

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VI.

For he—your India was his Fate,

And drew him over sea to you—
He fain had ranged her thro' and thro',
To serve her myriads and the State,—

VII.

A soul that, watch'd from earliest youth,

And on thro' many a brightening year,
Had never swerved for craft or fear,
By one side-path, from simple truth;

VIII.

Who might have chased and claspt Renown

And caught her chaplet here—and there
In haunts of jungle-poison'd air
The flame of life went wavering down;