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The morrow came. With changeful sway,Half tears, half smiles, arose the day;
Emblem of the sad victim's fate,
The sun just gleam'd in shrouded state;
On high pavilion, seat and throne,
His beams with fitful lustre shone;
On spearmen rang'd in martial row,
On lance and battle-axe and bow;
On heralds deck'd with tabards bright;
On marshal, page, and squire, and knight;
And on the mild despairing dame,
Who, hopeless or of life or fame,
In mourning weeds, close veiled, came;
And on the King, more wretched far!
Who, glorious as an earthly star,
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Of grandeur or of pomp, to bless.
There was not one of all the crowd
Had dar'd to stem his anger proud,
To say, O deem not ill of her!
Flatterers were there, applauders loud,
But not one comforter.
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