Songs from Books by Rudyard Kipling
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Now we are come to our Kingdom, And the State is thus and thus; Our legions wait at the Palace gate--- Little it profits us, _Now we are come to our Kingdom!_ Now we are come to our Kingdom, And the Crown is ours to take-- With a naked sword at the Council board, And under the throne the Snake, _Now we are come to our Kingdom!_ Now we are come to our Kingdom, And the Realm is ours by right, With shame and fear for our daily cheer, And heaviness at night, _Now we are come to our Kingdom!_ Now we are come to our Kingdom, But my love's eyelids fall. All that I wrought for, all that I fought for, Delight her nothing at all. My crown is of withered leaves, For she sits in the dust and grieves. _Now we are come to our Kingdom!_ |
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