Hindi Islam

Only identity of thought Keeps the Faith thriving— Doctrine by whose means schism is brought Is impious striving;

And only the strong hand is fit To guard the creed: Let no‐one trust man’s native wit To serve such need.

But that strength, preacher, we shall not Find in your hand muster; Go, and recite in some cool grot Your paternoster

And there concoct some new Islam, Whose mystic kernel Shall be a tame submissive calm, Despair eternal

In India, if bare leave be deigned His prayer-prostration, Our dull priest thinks Islam has gained Emancipation.