The sun, whose rays are all ablaze With ever-living glory,
Does not deny his majesty He scorns to tell a story.
He don't exclaim, "I blush for shame, So kindly be indulgent."
But, fierce and bold, In a fiery gold, His glories all effulgent.
I mean to rule the earth, As he the sky We really know our worth, The sun and I.
Observe his flame, That
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