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The World’s Tragedy
The World’s Tragedy (1910), PDF p. 135
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THE WORLD’S TRAGEDY.
GOVINDA
The sweat is on thy forehead like bright stars
Amid the milk of the great galaxy.
CHAU
Thy body gapes like a valley of deodars
Between two snowy hills in Tartary.
ALEXANDER
Ho ! Ho ! a million rats
Herald the brat’s
First yelp.
A vast company of rats issue from her, and
rush squeaking into the darkness.
MIRIAM
God be mine help !
Adrammelek exacts a death
For every dance with Astoreth.
GOVINDA
Cling to the ass-god, quean !
Now while his loud obscene
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