Little King + 

From worshipping I now arise + 

Stunned and aghast, with open eyes + 

I see the real, the little you + 

I thought so gallant, brave and true. + 

A pity yet is mine, I fear, + 

Since wherefore comes this falling tear, + 

For none among your fawning throng + 

Will love you well, nor love you long. + 