Down to the beach I ran to meet him;

He would come as he had said:

And he came—in a sailor's coffin,

Dead!...

O the ships of the sea! the women

They from all hope but Heaven part!

The tide has nothing now to tell me,

The breakers only break my heart!

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[Pg 26]

KINCHINJUNGA

(Which is the next highest of mountains)

I

O white Priest of Eternity, around

Whose lofty summit veiling clouds arise

Of the earth's immemorial sacrifice

To Brahma in whose breath all lives and dies;

O Hierarch enrobed in timeless snows,

First-born of Asia whose maternal throes

Seem changed now to a million human woes,

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