Do not believe his listless, lidded gaze, Do not believe his yawning, sleepy frown; For there lies down a ruler at his ease, His tangled mane a shaggy, knotted crown. The grasses sway, slim courtiers at his throne, The sun bedrapes its cloak of golden …
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