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Without hope there is no existence neither in this world-beyond.
I'm assuming the whole first stanza is the correct answer: I<span>t little profits that an idle king, </span>
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole
<span>Unequal laws unto a savage race, </span>
<span>That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.</span>
Always leave on a high note
