"Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar,
Where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell?
I would have rather felt you round my throat,
Crushing out life, than waving me farewell!"
"My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir."
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