Transfiguration

I walked alone at break of dawn No one to comfort me. I stood forlorned, ragged and scorned Doomed to obscurity. I cried aloud but yet the shroud Of time that covered me Left me beguiled from all exiled Throughout this life to be. Ah never more a distant shore Shall ever my feet trod. Until at last from this world past I lie beneath the sod. For then the shroud of times dark cloud Lifted for aye shall be. Tho born a knave when in the grave I'll put on Royalty. I shall in time, this soul of mine, Upon a distant shore Walk on with Kings where never clings The shroud of time no more.