Laurence Hope

(1865-1904 / India)

Song Of Taj Mahomed - Poem by Laurence Hope

Dear is my inlaid sword; across the Border
It brought me much reward; dear is my Mistress,
The jewelled treasure of an amorous hour.
Dear beyond measure are my dreams and Fancies.

These I adore; for these I live and labour,
Holding them more than sword or jewelled Mistress,
For this indeed may rust, and that prove faithless,
But, till my limbs are dust, I have my Fancies.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 28, 2010

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