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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;komokwa, post: 886610, member: 301&quot;]Lovely chest........but it calls for a &#039; Sidebar&#039;....</p><p><br /></p><p><font size="6"><b> The Ahkoond of Swat </b></font></p><p><br /></p><p><font size="5"><b>&quot;The Ahkoond of Swat is dead.&quot;--<i>Press Dispatch</i></b></font></p><p><font size="4"><b> <b><a href="https://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poets/lanigan-george-thomas" target="_blank" class="externalLink ProxyLink" data-proxy-href="https://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poets/lanigan-george-thomas" rel="nofollow">Lanigan, George Thomas (1846 - 1886)</a></b></b></font></p><p><font size="4"><br /></font></p><p>Original Text: </p><p>Lanigan, George Thomas. &quot;The Ahkoond of Swat.&quot; <i>Canadian Poetry in English</i>. Comp. Bliss Carman, Lorne Pierce and V. B. Rhodenizer. Toronto: Ryerson Press, 1954. PS8273 .C37 1954 Robarts Library</p><p><br /></p><p>1What, what, what,</p><p>2What&#039;s the news from Swat?</p><p>3 Sad news,</p><p>4 Bad news,</p><p>5Comes by the cable led</p><p>6Through the Indian Ocean&#039;s bed,</p><p>7Through the Persian Gulf, the Red</p><p>8Sea and the Med-</p><p>9Iterranean--he&#039;s dead;</p><p>10The Ahkoond is dead!</p><p>11For the Ahkoond I mourn.</p><p>12 Who wouldn&#039;t?</p><p>13He strove to disregard the message stern,</p><p>14 But he Ahkoondn&#039;t.</p><p>15Dead, dead, dead;</p><p>16 Sorrow, Swats!</p><p>17Swats wha&#039; hae wi&#039; Ahkoond bled,</p><p>18Swats whom we had often led</p><p>19Onward to a gory bed,</p><p>20 Or to victory,</p><p>21 As the case might be.</p><p>22 Sorrow, Swats!</p><p>23Tears shed,</p><p>24 Shed tears like water,</p><p>25Your great Ahkoond is dead!</p><p>26 That Swat&#039;s the matter!</p><p>27Mourn, city of Swat!</p><p>28Your great Ahkoond is not,</p><p>29But lain &#039;mid worms to rot:</p><p>30His mortal part alone, his soul was caught</p><p>31(Because he was a good Ahkood)</p><p>32Up to the bosom of Mahound.</p><p>33Though earthly walls his frame surround</p><p>34(For ever hallowed be the ground!)</p><p>35And sceptics mock the lowly mound</p><p>36And say, &quot;He&#039;s now of no Ahkound!&quot;</p><p>37(His soul is in the skies!)</p><p>38The azure skies that bend above his loved</p><p>39 Metropolis of Swat</p><p>40He sees with larger, other eyes,</p><p>41Athwart all earthly mysteries--</p><p>42 He knows what&#039;s Swat.</p><p>43Let Swat bury the great Ahkoond</p><p>44 With a noise of mourning and of lamentation!</p><p>45Let Swat bury the great Ahkoond</p><p>46 With the noise of the mourning of the Swattish nation!</p><p>47 Fallen is at length</p><p>48 Its tower of strength,</p><p>49It&#039;s sun had dimmed ere it had nooned:</p><p>50Dead lies the great Ahkoond.</p><p>51 The great Ahkoond of Swat</p><p>52 Is not.[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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