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Crown G.F.E. McGuiness

Victim of Dictum of The house of gods

Which nods The Crown! Stippled rubies bathe Your emerald crest Which breaks Of waiving men, Women, children, cripples, bowing down Ever downward to peace Hidden in abasement, Heedless cost of Needless loss. You were never blessed of Moses' horns Yet weary of the crown of thorns. Under the wait Who crawling The way they cross

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