Alfred Comyn Lyall Poems

ALL the world over, I wonder, in lands that I never have trod,
Are the people eternally seeking for the signs and steps of a God?
Westward across the ocean, and Northward across the snow,
Do they all stand gazing, as ever, and what do the wisest know?
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Mors Janua Vitae.


I am the God of the sensuous fire
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I.--The Hindu Ascetic.


Here as I sit by the Jumna bank,
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"They would have spared life to any of their English prisoners who should consent to profess Mahometanism, by repeating the usual short formula; but only one half-caste cared to save himself in that way." -- Extract from an Indian newspaper.


MORITURUS LOQUITUR.
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