People flatter themselves that
They lived lives before
Enjoyed exalted station in lands far away
In times far gone
And perhaps some did
But if they did
They also did
And far more besides
Live lives of toil and torment
Backs bent to burdens others imposed
Not so different from now
But who will look back in later years
To now for the noble?
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