Mundi et Cordis De Rebus Sempiternis et Temporariis: Carmina. Poems and Sonnets. By Thomas Wade |
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XXXIX. ROYALTY.
Feels a king's soul as mine such regal pride?I'm hill-surrounded and star-canopied,
And upon Thought immortal am I throned;
My verse my sceptre, and my liegemen true
The tributary hearts which I imbue
With my mind's shadow: should I stand disown'd
Amid the peopled world—scorn'd of the many,
Fear'd of the few and unbeloved by any—
I am the master still of mine own fate;
Defeat cannot subdue me to its state,
Nor victory unseemingly elate:
Otway died meanly; not so Chatterton,
Whose hopes forsook and left his heart alone—
No footstool-emperor he, for man to tread upon!
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