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DEDICATION
TO THE CITY OF BOMBAY
The Cities are full of pride,
Challenging each to each—
This from her mountain-side,
That from her burthened beach.
They count their ships full tale—
Their corn and oil and wine,
Derrick and loom and bale,
And rampart's gun-flecked line;
City by City they hail:
'Hast aught to match with mine?'
And the men that breed from them
They traffic up and down,
But cling to their cities' hem
As a child to their mother's gown.
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