Explore "The Harlequin Opal, Volume 1" by Fergus Hume on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
No king have we with golden crown, To tread the sovereign people down; All men are equal in our sight -- The ruler ranks but with the clown.
Our symbol is the opal bright, Which darts its rays of rainbow light, Prophetic of all coming things, Of blessing, war, disaster, blight.