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But when by sad disasters tried,
They sought his aid again,
And begged he would the kingdom guide,
And as their sovereign reign.

"Ah! could I only think," he said,
"Taught in affliction's school,
That you the righteous path would tread
Then would I o'er you rule.

"But nations never yet for long
Have been by wisdom swayed,
Reason than passion's far less strong,
And truth's with treachery paid.

"As king I must my own soul lose
To gain ingratitude,
Wherefore the path of peace I choose,
Where no false shows delude.

"Ambition's but a will o' th' wisp,
Wealth's but a pedlar's pack,
Beauty is but a shining lure
The souls of men to wreck.

"Mine are the stars, the sun, the moon,
Valleys and mountains mine;
All things yield up some precious boon
To make my life divine.

"When morning breaks I greet the sun
With ever-new delight,
And still, when he his course has run,
Welcome no less the night.

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