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HERE lived a King, as I've been told, In the wonder-working days of old, When hearts were twice as good as gold,
 * And twenty times as mellow.

Good temper triumphed in his face, And in his heart he found a place For all the erring human race
 * And every wretched fellow.

When he had Rhenish wine to drink It made him very sad to think That some, at junket or at jink,
 * Must be content with toddy.

He wished all men as rich as he (And he was rich as rich could be), So to the top of every tree
 * Promoted everybody.