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The Dove

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Within his office, smiling.     Sat JOSEPH CHAMBERLAIN,     But all the screws of Birmingham     Were working in his brain.     The heart within his bosom     Was as a millstone hard;     His eye was cold and cruel,     His face was frozen lard.     He had the map of Africa     Upon his table spread:     He took a brush, and with the same     He painted it blood-red.     He heard no moan of widows,     But only the hurrah     Of charging lines and squadrons     And 'Rule Britannia.'     A white dove to his window     With branch of olive sped     He took a ruler in his hand,     And struck the white dove dead.

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