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This extraordinary man, This kings king, Henry. The man: man in the wrestling ring, The lady killer, the peoples king, Rode his snorting, flaired nostrils, mount, On KINGSGROUND in riotous hunting. Crashing through spreading saplings Where blackthorns leave their mark, Flashing hooves disturb the deer Free to roam in MIDDLE PARK. Bluff Hals stentorian tones Reverberate among the ringing oaks, Silence the wood fellers swinging axe, Still the creaking of omens yokes. This galloping cavalcade, Colourfull party atmosphere, Bring earth scraping bows, Doffed hats, from all who bear. On high ground above slow flow river, VISTA'S new to marvelling eye, And on to square cut QUEENSCROFT home Bright where silken colours vie. And row of black white houses With CHANCELLOR'S look out room on guard Where awfull spectre of Roman cross Hangs in chamber starred. Eighths king. six wives, Churches two, but Nation one, with kingly king More powerfull than rotating seasons, More golden than the noon day sun. |