"COME and hire me," I cried, while in the morning I was walking on the stone-paved road.  
Sword in hand, the King came in his chariot.
 
He held my hand and said, "I will hire you with my power."
 
But his power counted for , and he went away in his chariot.
 
In the heat of the midday the houses stood with shut doors.
 
I wandered along the lane.
 
An old man came out with his bag of gold.
 
He pondered and said, "I will hire you with my money."
 
He weighed hi............