Spirit of Love and Truth,
Breathing in grosser clay, The light and flame of youth,
Delight of men in the fray, Wisdom in strength's decay;
From pain, strife, wrong to be free This best gift I pray,
Take my spirit to Thee.
Bttching.
cxxv A BALLAD OF EAST AND WEST
KAMAL is out with twenty men to raise the Border side, And he has lifted the Colonel's mare that is the
Colonel's pride: He has lifted her out of the stable-door between
the dawn and the day, And turned the calkins upon her feet, and ridden
her far away. Then up and spoke the Colonel's son that led a troop
of the Guides: ' Is there never a man of all my men can say where
Kamal hides?' Then up and spoke Mahommed Khan, the son of
the Ressaldar, 'If ye know the track of the morning-mist, yc know
where his pickets are. At dusk he harries the Abazai at dawn he is into
Bonair Hut he must go by Fort Bukloh to his own place
to fare,
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