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- (Even his parents were afraid to say
- They dared not offer succour or support
- There was a girl at court, a lovely child
- This youth caught sight of her and, like a fire
- One night (the king was drunk) he slipped away
- And searched the court, prowling from place to place,
- Then hate and love could not be held apart;
- 'How could you choose another love?' he cried,
- To think of all that I have done for you
- Is this then my reward? - Continue, please!
- But think - my coffer's key was in your hand;
- I ruled with your assistance and consent;
- And yet you sneak in secret to this whore -
- He paused, then ordered that the youth be bound
- The silver pallor of his lovely back
- And where his throne had been the soldiers built
- 'First flay the faithless wretch,' their monarch said,
- And then those chosen for my love will see
- The monarch's courtiers hurried to comply -
- But when the minister, his father heard
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