Poems (Greenwood)/To the hon. d. p. king

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TO THE HON. D. P. KING,
WITH AN AUTOGRAPH.
A child of the Republic,  I have never bowed the knee To coronets or sceptres,  To rank or royalty:
But when a royal nature,  Crowned with a royal name,Devotes to holy freedom  His genius and his fame, O, then my soul forgets her pride, Then to the winds I fling My democratic scruples,  And all that sort of thing; My spirit yields allegiance, And prays, God save thee, King!
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