III.
Farewell to others, but never we part, Heir to my Royalty--Son of my heart![lr] Bright is the diadem, boundless the sway, Or kingly the death, which awaits us to-day!
Seaham, 1815.
"ALL IS VANITY, SAITH THE PREACHER"
Farewell to others, but never we part, Heir to my Royalty--Son of my heart![lr] Bright is the diadem, boundless the sway, Or kingly the death, which awaits us to-day!
Seaham, 1815.
"ALL IS VANITY, SAITH THE PREACHER"