'Blessed be the English and all they make or do.

Cursed be the Hereticks who doubt that this is true!'

'Amen,' quo' Jobson, 'but where I mean to die

Is neither rule nor calliper to judge the matter by:

'But Himalaya heavenward-heading, sheer and vast, sheer and vast,

In a million summits bedding on the last world's past;

A certain sacred mountain where the scented cedars climb,

And--the feet of my Beloved hurrying back through Time!'