Both sides observe, its shadowy as its bright:
Heed what so many who have ruled before,
Failing to heed, must rue for evermore.
Though sure thy state and firm thy throne appear,
King only art thou for the Present here.
A time is fixed, albeit unknown to thee,
Which when it comes, thou banished hence shalt be.
Round this fair isle, though hidden from the eye
By mist and vapour, many islands lie:
Bare are their coasts, and dreary and forlorn,