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With home-bred hordes the hillsides teem.

The troopships bring us one by one,

At vast expense of time and steam,

To slay Afridis where they run.

The ‘captives of our bow and spear’

Are cheap, alas! as we are dear.

KIPLING, ‘Arithmetic on the Frontier’