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"Pushed by a power we see not, and struck by a hand unknown, / We pray to the trees for shelter, and press our lips to a stone." / Sir A. Lyall.
Jasoda was seventeen years of age, and fair as a sunrise on the snows. She dwelt in a district not far from the Goomptee river, among the wheat and poppy fields that are scattered over Rohilcund.