A KINGS TALE

As an infant, my eyes flatterd the brow
But beyond the cradle, I engagd in but war
Hardly happy or content shouldering my throne
I was the fool that revelld at his own flaws
Alas! Tides of pleasure were adornd by time
While patterns of grace and courage spilld their shine
As true foes gathered at large whereer I dwelld
Flattering my thoughts as my true friends fled
But my power quickend without a thought
Then esteemd the inestimable that shred the achd heart
So victory refuted alas all that I tread
Measurd my plans as they siftd and fell
I watched my throne awakend by my stead
For the valour I bribed and the judgement I lost
Ah! Long were the hours I venturd in vain
As truth spurd though fear remaind

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