I have a King, who does not speak --So -- wondering -- thro' the hours meekI trudge the day away --Half glad when it is night, and sleep,If, haply, thro' a dream, to peepIn parlors, shut by day.And if I do -- when morning comes --It is as if a hundred drumsDid round my pillow roll,And shouts fill all my Childish sky,And Bells keep saying "Victory"From steeples in my soul!And if I don't -- the
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