Rhodes Memorial, Table Mountain

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    As tho’ again, yea, even once again,
    We should rewelcome to our stewardship
    The rider with the loose-flung bridle-rein
    And chance-plucked twig for whip,

    The down-turned hat-brim, and the eyes beneath
    Alert, devouring, and the imperious hand
    Ordaining matters swiftly to bequeath
    Perfect the work he planned.

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