4 octobre 2005
Fortunes
Laughing
dry tears, for our light he stole
Hailing bright
fears, for his sight we shawl
Many a man,
many a child, many a soul!
To his
greatness, many a queen have bowed
To him who
tried,
To him who
flied,
To him who
died,
The fortunes have favoured the bold...
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