. King Time; or The mystical land of the hours, a fantasy . KING TIME See, the sunsets lurid glareSays to-morroiv will be fair;Thats an end of fairy lore. Charmless, then, each mystic tale; How they seem to fade away!How each whimsical detail,Sadly rivalled, seems to pale In the sunlights magic ray ! Go, and seek out pleasures new,Think no more of nonsense rhyme, And before my dreamings through I will ask for all of you Blessings from old Father Time.

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