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Sir Confidence

Like a medieval knight of Great Britain, In full enclosure , armour and arms Confidence begins to move and gain Strength, valour and chivalrous norms, Riding in trot set , if not in conceit Robust and resolute , never to yield Doth deny , overthrow and openly defeat Anything abject and offensive to the shield, To defend Reason and goodwill frail Against vile temptation is the soul intent, Or to encounter some stinging tail With an enticing mouth ,and venom latent; Will Chance let things have their own way Or intervene , mock and belittle the sway?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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