O’ coin in thy fountain,
Pray ye face North;
As Hamlet once spoke
“To thine own self be true”
By beards of wisdom,
And braids of truth
Stoppeth! This graceless grey,
Greet us forth: fearless day,
For treasures and treats true
Do ask us youth,
Fear ye skinny scandals
Love thou light of truth,
Brave the boundless of bold
And strike O’ Seers of Seas,
Wipe the weeps of old,
Gracious greeters and watch
The Defeaters; for death
Do us part.
Alas, do not befoul oneself,
For the sake of ones Art.


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