 | Lyrics by John B Tabb |  |
46
ALTER IDEM
'T is what thou wast—not what thou art,
Which I no longer know—
That made thee sovereign of my heart,
And serves to keep thee so:
Which I no longer know—
That made thee sovereign of my heart,
And serves to keep thee so:
And couldst thou, coming to the throne,
Thy Self, unaltered, see,
Thou mightst the occupant disown,
And scout his sovereignty.
Thy Self, unaltered, see,
Thou mightst the occupant disown,
And scout his sovereignty.
| Lyrics by John B Tabb | |