CONTENTS
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| THE BALLAD OF EAST AND WEST | |
| Oh East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, | 3 |
| THE LAST SUTTEE | |
| Udai Chand lay sick to death, | 12 |
| THE BALLAD OF THE KING’S MERCY | |
| Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told, | 18 |
| THE BALLAD OF THE KING’S JEST | |
| When spring-time flushes the desert grass, | 25 |
| WITH SCINDIA TO DELHI | |
| The wreath of banquet overnight lay withered on the neck, | 31 |
| THE BALLAD OF BOH DA THONE | |
| This is the ballad of Boh Da Thone, | 40 |
| THE LAMENT OF THE BORDER CATTLE THIEF | |
| O woe is me for the merry life, | 53 |
