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MONTORO'S SONG
"King, see, your rejected
sceptre lies neglected
on the throne-steps still.
Long you have forgotten it. . . ."
—It is yours, O Favourite.
Ask for what you will.
"King, in kingly measure
I have spent my treasure,
haste my stores to fill!
Be my Envoy leal and fit—"
—I shall do so, Favourite.
Ask for what you will.
"King, tell me I am dreaming;
I see the tapers gleaming;
a scaffold boding ill
with the headsman swart by it— "
—It is yours, O Favourite,
ask for what you will.
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