("Quel squardo sdegnosetto" by Monteverdi)
"The kings go up and the kings go down,
And who knows who shall rule;
Next night a king may starve or sleep,
But men and birds and beasts shall weep
At the burial of a fool.
"O, drunkards in my cellar,
Boys in my apple tree,
The world grows stern and strange and new,
And wise men shall govern you,
And you shall weep for me."
-G. K. Chesterton, selection from The Ballad of the White Horse
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