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The Pilgrimage

Ocean of love, O sympathetic sea,

To Thee do I bow in humility,

For Thine won compassion carrieth me,

To the land of my dreams, my life's safety.

O India, land of splendour divine

Salutations flow from this heart of mine

Whil'st I enter Thy border of mosque and shrine

And trod o'er this sacred soil of Thine.

Delhi, my Delhi, so richly inlaid

With a priceless jewel from God that strayed

To illuminate souls that ahve watched and prayed

aye o'er all mankind, its rays hath sprayed.

Thro' scenes of wonder I roam at far, in quest,

speechless and breathless of the world divest,

With eyes cast downward I kneel to be blest

At the foot of the sweetest rose strewn nest.

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