Dynasties Poem by Pierre Rausch

Enthousiastic bourgeoisie
Which is monarchy
That great monarchy
Recommandation

For the democratic king
So well named
That sombre royal
He had seen the centuries appear

Much further towards
And he hadn't accepted
Whatever your nature is
On two shores at once

That great monarchy
That he turned and found
The sort of range seen
Fulminante critic

Yellowing bracken
And their memories are long
Altogether insignificant
Each remaining spring

You blush and turn pale
Each remaining spring
Eternal or temporary
What spring is there of mine