From Victor Hugo

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Title:     From Victor Hugo
Author: Thomas Hardy [More Titles by Hardy]

Child, were I king, I'd yield my royal rule,
My chariot, sceptre, vassal-service due,
My crown, my porphyry-basined waters cool,
My fleets, whereto the sea is but a pool,
For a glance from you!

Love, were I God, the earth and its heaving airs,
Angels, the demons abject under me,
Vast chaos with its teeming womby lairs,
Time, space, all would I give--aye, upper spheres,
For a kiss from thee!

[The end]
Thomas Hardy's poem: From Victor Hugo

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