Part I The Old Rule
These are they
Who ride on the court gale, control its tides;
Whose frown abases and whose smile exalts.
They shine like any rainbow—and, perchance,
Their colours are as transient.
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These are they
Who ride on the court gale, control its tides;
Whose frown abases and whose smile exalts.
They shine like any rainbow—and, perchance,
Their colours are as transient.
Old Play