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III.
And you, the queens who claim to reign in right
Of this foul wrong; you who from thought would spurn
Your hapless hostages; how do you earn
The service you so hardly would requite?
Have you emerged like stars from some dark night
Of ignorance, or compassed a return
From sin foredoomed? What wonders may we learn
From you of deadly hunger's conquered might?
Of this foul wrong; you who from thought would spurn
Your hapless hostages; how do you earn
The service you so hardly would requite?
Have you emerged like stars from some dark night
Of ignorance, or compassed a return
From sin foredoomed? What wonders may we learn
From you of deadly hunger's conquered might?
Alas! on simpler plea your titles rest:
For these to float it needs that those must drown;
And you who ride upon the waves' high crest,
Whose thoughts are narrowed by your unearned crown,
How should it irk you if the partial frown
Of Him you worship, banned whom Jesus blest?
For these to float it needs that those must drown;
And you who ride upon the waves' high crest,
Whose thoughts are narrowed by your unearned crown,
How should it irk you if the partial frown
Of Him you worship, banned whom Jesus blest?
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