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And yet, O King, the writing is not hard:
Search out the haughty annals of thy reign,
For thy recorded empire must ensure
This sequel, surely as night draws the day.
To godless pride there is but one result,
And he who bears himself against high God,
Dooms in that hour his own devoted head.
Search out the haughty annals of thy reign,
For thy recorded empire must ensure
This sequel, surely as night draws the day.
To godless pride there is but one result,
And he who bears himself against high God,
Dooms in that hour his own devoted head.
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