Even as an Actor in Macbeth
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He wore a white gold crown wherever he
Was living, Denmark, Greece, and also here
In Scotland and in England. Like a spree
Of happiness, he was a musketeer
Of royal beauty whose blond diadem
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Was full of pranks and alpha male-ish fun.
His suffering something to deny, a gem
Worn silently concealed the way a nun
Belies distress, young Philip’s pain was hard
As diamonds inside a regal watch
That keeps to time inerrantly. If scarred,
He never showed it. Platinum the swatch
Of hair across his forehead, silver gold,
Was like a future victory foretold.
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