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216 Empty sorrows from the earth

Canst thou drive away with wine.

Now in thy throne's recent beauty,

In the flowing tide of power,

Moon of fortune, mighty king,

Whose tiara sheddeth lustre,

Peace secure to fish and fowl,

Heart and eye-sparkle to saints;—

Shoreless is the sea of praise;

I content me with a prayer:—

From Nisami's lyric page,

Fairest ornament of speech,

Here a verse will I recite,

Verse more beautiful than pearls:

"More kingdoms wait thy diadem

Than are known to thee by name;

Thee may sovran Destiny

Lead to victory day by day!"'