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...thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle walls, and — farewell king ! Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you, feel want, taste grief, Need friends : — Subjected thus, How can you say to me — I am a king?...

...Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and — farewell king ! — Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With...mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends : subjected thus, How can you say to me — I am a king '...