Dissceptre

“How art thou fallen, oh thou Morning star! / “For we are kings at least, and take our fill / “Of rest, each one in glory on his bed, / “Strewn with sweet odours, divers kinds of spice, / “But thou art as a wanderer in our land, / “Thy carcase, trodden under foot of men— / “Disrobed, dissceptred, dropp’d with blood, discrown’d!”

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Her voice dies away, and her head sinks on her breast. His high Queen! Already she looks discrowned and dissceptred.

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This barren tree, dead, withered, which lifts high / Its barkless boughs to heaven in appeal, / Reminds me of that king who would unseal / The future by portentous birds which fly / O’er one lone peak—just as these twigs now sigh / So sighed old Barbarossa, who could feel / The past too deeply, longing to reveal / His presence in the strength of monarchy, / Yon points are perches for the screaming jay, / The crow, the vulture, and the hooded hawk; / The mild winds set them creaking—yet what wars / They waged of yore when storms abroad did stalk— / Disrobed, dissceptred, robbed of life’s sweet day, / And sense of power beneath the glancing stars.

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But I’ll not disthrone and dissceptre God of His omniscience: not abridge His choice: no, not were it to become of Himself a little stinking muck of dirt that is swept out of unclean corners.

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