In this, the City of my Discontent,
Sometimes there comes a whisper from the grass,
"Romance, Romance — is here. No Hindu town
Is quite so strange. No Citadel of Brass
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He weaves a lovely poem here and though magical I feel it contains as much truth as it does magic