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Rh And the people are filled with the sight of him.

He goes a way of flowers; and the firmament of his brothers' face is about him;

He mounts his throne, and for a space stands tall,

Holding this moment to his breast, and casting down the long corridors of Time

The shadow of a man....

XIII

In the German Empires is an exodus of kings,

And a popping out of princes

Who fly over the border,

And are buried forever with a paragraph...

Meanwhile the Teutonic revolution marches in good order,

Well-disciplined, and bearing a permit from the police.

Sobriety sits in the government's benches,

And the Left is relegated to the roof!

In the cafés of Berlin the returned army is dancing with its women and trying to forget the war—

Play loudly, musicians, your Viennese waltzes to smother the cries of the daughters of Lille and Louvain....