The Collected Works

VOLUME VIII from MINE OWN PEOPLE

Bimi
Namgay Doola
The Recrudescence Of Imray
Moti Guj--Mutineer

VOLUME I DEPARTMENTAL DITTIES AND OTHER VERSES

I have eaten your bread and salt,

I have drunk your water and wine,
The deaths ye died I have watched beside,

And the lives that ye led were mine.

Was there aught that I did not share

In vigil or toil or ease,
One joy or woe that I did not know,

Dear hearts across the seas?

I have written the tale of our life

For a sheltered people's mirth,
In jesting guise--but ye are wise,
And ye know what the jest is worth.

GENERAL SUMMARY

We are very slightly changed
From the semi-apes who ranged

India's prehistoric clay;
Whoso drew the longest bow,
Ran his brother down, you know,

As we run men down today.

"Dowb," the first of all his race,
Met the Mammoth face to f