Child, were I king, I'd yield my royal rule, 
   My chariot, sceptre, vassal-service due, 
My crown, my porphyry-basined waters cool, 
My fleets, whereto the sea is but a pool, 
   For a glance from you! 

Love, were I God, the earth and its heaving airs, 
   Angels, the demons abject under me, 
Vast chaos with its teeming womby lairs, 
Time, space, all would I give--aye, upper spheres, 
   For a kiss from thee! 

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Poet: Thomas Hardy
Poem: From Victor Hugo

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