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THE PRINCESS;
Found the gray kings at parle: and 'Look to it' cried
My father 'that our compact is performed:
You have spoilt this girl; she laughs at you and man:
She shall not legislate for Nature, king,
But yields, or war.'
My father 'that our compact is performed:
You have spoilt this girl; she laughs at you and man:
She shall not legislate for Nature, king,
But yields, or war.'
Then Gama turn'd to me:
'We fear, indeed, you spent a stormy time
With our strange child: and yet they say that still
You love her. Give us, then, your mind at large:
How say you, war or not?
'We fear, indeed, you spent a stormy time
With our strange child: and yet they say that still
You love her. Give us, then, your mind at large:
How say you, war or not?
'Not war, if possible,
O king,' I said, 'lest from the abuse of war,
The desecrated shrine, the trampled year,
The smouldering homestead, and the household flower
Torn from the lintel—all the common wrong—
A smoke go up thro' which I loom to her
Three times a monster: now she lightens scorn
At the enemy of her plan, but then would hate
O king,' I said, 'lest from the abuse of war,
The desecrated shrine, the trampled year,
The smouldering homestead, and the household flower
Torn from the lintel—all the common wrong—
A smoke go up thro' which I loom to her
Three times a monster: now she lightens scorn
At the enemy of her plan, but then would hate
