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Rh And sometimes he, and sometimes I, Would guide the tell-tale strain ; He troubled me full-sore, but oh, Would he were back again ! I have a king, a doughty king, Who rules me night and day ; And where he will he carries me, And will not let me stray. No hidden treasure may I keep, No gaping wound conceal ; "Noblesse oblige," is all his creed; "Thy tears may some one heal."