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rhyme of the poet

Modulates the king's affairs;

Balance-loving Nature

Made all things in pairs.

To every foot its antipode;

Each color with its counter glowed;

To every tone beat answering tones,

Higher or graver;

Flavor gladly blends with flavor;

Leaf answers leaf upon the bough;

And match the paired cotyledons.

Hands to hands, and feet to feet,

Coeval grooms and brides;

Eldest rite, two married sides

In every mortal meet.