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THE SLAVE GIRL OF AGRA

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Great is Akbar on his throne! And thus he smiling said:
'Other weapons I can wield,
Than the weapons of the field,
And my valiant foe shall yield
When arms aside are laid!
Henceforth Pratap is my friend! And let this struggle cease,
We have battled in our life, and we shall die in peace!'"

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