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Ah, God, for a man with a heart, head, hand,

Like some of the simple great ones gone

Forever and ever by;

One still, strong man in a blatant land,

Whatever they call him – what care I? —

Aristocrat, democrat, autocrat – one

Who can rule and dare not lie!