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 At length her grace rose and with modest paces
 Came to the altar, where she kneeled, and saint-like
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 At length her grace rose and with modest paces
 Came to the altar, where she kneeled, and saint-like
  Cast her fair eyes to heaven and prayed devoutly;
   Then rose again and bowed her to the people;
    When by the Archbishop of Canterbury
     She had all the royal makings of a queen,
      As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown,
       The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems
        Laid nobly on her; which performed, the choir
         With all the choicest music of the kingdom
          Together sung 'Te Deum.' So she parted
           And with the same full state packed back again
            To York Place, where the feast is held. 
 A man's a man,
 But when you see a king, you see the work
  Of many thousand read more 
 A man's a man,
 But when you see a king, you see the work
  Of many thousand men. 
 He who knows not how to dissimulate, can not reign.
 [Fr., Qui ne sait dissimuler, ne sait regner.]  
 He who knows not how to dissimulate, can not reign.
 [Fr., Qui ne sait dissimuler, ne sait regner.] 
Now let us sing, long live the king.
Now let us sing, long live the king.
 Ten poor men sleep in peace on one straw heap, as Saadi sings,
 But the immensest empire is too read more 
 Ten poor men sleep in peace on one straw heap, as Saadi sings,
 But the immensest empire is too narrow for two kings. 
 Whatever I can say or do.
 I'm sure not much avails;
  I shall still Vicar be of read more 
 Whatever I can say or do.
 I'm sure not much avails;
  I shall still Vicar be of Bray,
   Whichever side prevails. 
 God gives not kings the stile of Gods in vaine,
 For on his throne his sceptre do they sway;
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 God gives not kings the stile of Gods in vaine,
 For on his throne his sceptre do they sway;
  And as their subjects ought them to obey,
   So kings should feare and serve their God againe. 
 Kings are like stars--they rise and set, they have
 The worship of the world, but no repose.  
 Kings are like stars--they rise and set, they have
 The worship of the world, but no repose. 
 Over all good things certain, this is sure indeed,
 Suffer not the old King, for we know the breed.  
 Over all good things certain, this is sure indeed,
 Suffer not the old King, for we know the breed.