Desolation
I
There was a King of Liang — a king of wondrous might —
Who kept an open palace, where music charmed the night —
II
Since he was Lord of Liang a thousand years have flown,
And of the towers he builded yon ruin stands alone.
III
There reigns a heavy silence; gaunt weeds through windows pry,
And down the streets of Liang old echoes, wailing, die.
There was a King of Liang — a king of wondrous might —
Who kept an open palace, where music charmed the night —
II
Since he was Lord of Liang a thousand years have flown,
And of the towers he builded yon ruin stands alone.
III
There reigns a heavy silence; gaunt weeds through windows pry,
And down the streets of Liang old echoes, wailing, die.
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