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'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd	A
Not for the thousands whom my father slew	B
Altars unfed and temples overturn'd	A
Cold hearts and thankless tongues where thanks are due	B
Fell this dread voice from lips that cannot lie	C
Stern sentence of the Powers of Destiny	D
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'I will unfold my sentence and my crime	E
My crime that rapt in reverential awe	F
I sate obedient in the fiery prime	E
Of youth self govern'd at the feet of Law	G
Ennobling this dull pomp the life of kings	H
By contemplation of diviner things	H
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'My father loved injustice and lived long	I
Crown'd with grey hairs he died and full of sway	J
I loved the good he scorn'd and hated wrong	I
The Gods declare my recompense to day	J
I look'd for life more lasting rule more high	C
And when six years are measured lo I die	C
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'Yet surely O my people did I deem	K
Man's justice from the all just Gods was given	L
A light that from some upper fount did beam	K
Some better archetype whose seat was heaven	L
A light that shining from the blest abodes	H
Did shadow somewhat of the life of Gods	H
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'Mere phantoms of man's self tormenting heart	M
Which on the sweets that woo it dares not feed	N
Vain dreams which quench our pleasures then depart	M
When the duped soul self master'd claims its meed	M
When on the strenuous just man Heaven bestows	H
Crown of his struggling life an unjust close	H
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'Seems it so light a thing then austere Powers	H
To spurn man's common lure life's pleasant things	H
Seems there no joy in dances crown'd with flowers	H
Love free to range and regal banquetings	H
Bend ye on these indeed an unmoved eye	C
Not Gods but ghosts in frozen apathy	D
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'Or is it that some Force too wise too strong	I
Even for yourselves to conquer or beguile	O
Sweeps earth and heaven and men and Gods along	I
Like the broad volume of the insurgent Nile	O
And the great powers we serve themselves may be	D
Slaves of a tyrannous necessity	D
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'Or in mid heaven perhaps your golden cars	H
Where earthly voice climbs never wing their flight	M
And in wild hunt through mazy tracts of stars	H
Sweep in the sounding stillness of the night	M
Or in deaf ease on thrones of dazzling sheen	P
Drinking deep draughts of joy ye dwell serene	P
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'Oh wherefore cheat our youth if thus it be	D
Of one short joy one lust one pleasant dream	K
Stringing vain words of powers we cannot see	D
Blind divinations of a will supreme	K
Lost labour when the circumambient gloom	Q
But hides if Gods Gods careless of our doom	Q
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'The rest I give to joy Even while I speak	R
My sand runs short and as yon star shot ray	J
Hemm'd by two banks of cloud peers pale and weak	R
Now as the barrier closes dies away	J
Even so do past and future intertwine	S
Blotting this six years' space which yet is mine	S
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'Six years six little years six drops of time	E
Yet suns shall rise and many moons shall wane	T
And old men die and young men pass their prime	E
And languid pleasure fade and flower again	U
And the dull Gods behold ere these are flown	V
Revels more deep joy keener than their own	V
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'Into the silence of the groves and woods	H
I will go forth though something would I say	J
Something yet what I know not for the Gods	H
The doom they pass revoke not nor delay	J
And prayers and gifts and tears are fruitless all	W
And the night waxes and the shadows fall	W
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'Ye men of Egypt ye have heard your king	X
I go and I return not But the will	Y
Of the great Gods is plain and ye must bring	X
Ill deeds ill passions zealous to fulfil	Y
Their pleasure to their feet and reap their praise	H
The praise of Gods rich boon and length of days '	-
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So spake he half in anger half in scorn	Z
And one loud cry of grief and of amaze	H
Broke from his sorrowing people so he spake	A2
And turning left them there and with brief pause	H
Girt with a throng of revellers bent his way	J
To the cool region of the groves he loved	M
There by the river banks he wander'd on	B2
From palm grove on to palm grove happy trees	H
Their smooth tops shining sunward and beneath	C2
Burying their unsunn'd stems in grass and flowers	H
Where in one dream the feverish time of youth	D2
Might fade in slumber and the feet of joy	E2
Might wander all day long and never tire	F2
Here came the king holding high feast at morn	Z
Rose crown'd and ever when the sun went down	G2
A hundred lamps beam'd in the tranquil gloom	Q
From tree to tree all through the twinkling grove	H2
Revealing all the tumult of the feast	M
Flush'd guests and golden goblets foam'd with wine	S
While the deep burnish'd foliage overhead	M
Splinter'd the silver arrows of the moon	I2
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It may be that sometimes his wondering soul	Y
From the loud joyful laughter of his lips	H
Might shrink half startled like a guilty man	J2
Who wrestles with his dream as some pale shape	K2
Gliding half hidden through the dusky stems	H
Would thrust a hand before the lifted bowl	Y
Whispering A little space and thou art mine	S
It may be on that joyless feast his eye	C
Dwelt with mere outward seeming he within	L2
Took measure of his soul and knew its strength	M2
And by that silent knowledge day by day	J
Was calm'd ennobled comforted sustain'd	M
It may be but not less his brow was smooth	N2
And his clear laugh fled ringing through the gloom	Q
And his mirth quail'd not at the mild reproof	H2
Sigh'd out by winter's sad tranquillity	M
Nor pall'd with its own fulness ebb'd and died	M
In the rich languor of long summer days	H
Nor wither'd when the palm tree plumes that roof'd	M
With their mild dark his grassy banquet hall	Y
Bent to the cold winds of the showerless spring	X
No nor grew dark when autumn brought the clouds	H
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So six long years he revell'd night and day	M
And when the mirth wax'd loudest with dull sound	M
Sometimes from the grove's centre echoes came	O2
To tell his wondering people of their king	X
In the still night across the steaming flats	H
Mix'd with the murmur of the moving Nile	Y

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