Ulysses  14179

  • Poem
  • by
  • first line (public domain):
    It little profits that an idle king,
    By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
    Matched with an agèd wife, I mete and dole
    Unequal laws unto a savage race,
    That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.
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Locations in Harold's Library

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