Women and Multitudes
When a weak knave commanded me,
Then I was stung to mutiny!
But when my king spoke his behest,
In quick obedience I found rest.
Now to the dark I cry my need,
“God send us kings, to love, and lead.”
Then I was stung to mutiny!
But when my king spoke his behest,
In quick obedience I found rest.
Now to the dark I cry my need,
“God send us kings, to love, and lead.”
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