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letra de to these words i beheld no tongue - theatre of tragedy

soliloquy by raymond, music by theatre of tragedy
whether the thronéd monarch weareth the crown,
which i know not whether to his belongeth;
doth he hence the sceptre sway?
seasoneth he justice?
daresay i he doth not,
will he then use his sceptre as a wand? –
where doth sit my awe? – trieth me conjure;
perchance a spell?; a reptile, a sullied hound? –
is the gentle rain a quality of his? –
i bethink this fro my thoughts; hitherto, about this,
i beheld to these words no tongue; are the
monarch’s men his thralls or his servants? –
oft i waylay my tongue –
those of which are withal by my gnarléd heart not heed’d;
or doth the throstle sing with more glee
at daybreak than a twilight? –
brawl not my imp, nor my cherub; reserve my judgment –
crave not the sword when the bodkin fro ere thine is;
that undiscover’d country; be that
of calamity, be that of joy, be that of apathy;
tread not paths of new when those of old are
far by an only single footstep; walk, be it
on the left, on the right – be it the one which
straight forward leadeth; the one of correct
i have as until now not heed’d any signs of!

- theatre of tragedy

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