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Have we not Indian Carpets, dark as wine,? Turbans and sashes, gowns and bows and veils,?
And broideries of intricate design, And printed hangings in enormous bales?
?? We shall go Always a little further: it may be Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow,
Across that angry or that glimmering sea.
?? White on throne or guarded in a cave,? There lives a prophet who can understand,
Why men were born ... but surely we are brave,? Who make the Golden Journey to India.