I saw a Ruler take his stand And trample on a mighty land;The People crouched before his beck,His iron heel was on their neck,His name shone bright through blood and pain,His sword flashed back their praise again.
I saw another Ruler rise -His words were noble,good,and wise;With the calm sceptre of his pen He ruled the minds and thoughts of men;Some scoffed,some praised--while many heard,Only a few obeyed his word.
Another Ruler then I saw -Love and sweet Pity were his law:The greatest and the least had part (Yet most the unhappy)in his heart -The People,in a mighty band,Rose up,and drove him from the land!
