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She sits by darkened hearth No warmth now issues forth Her tattered clothes look more like rags than a dress But still she carries on Even when hope is gone For a princess is a princess nonetheless If dancing at the ball Or scrubbing floor and wall In scullery or in carriage for a ride Hanging linen out to dry Or set on throne most high None of that can ever change what is inside For it’s not silken gown Not scepter, sword, or crown Nor poise to rule court with great ability Look closer and you’ll find A heart that’s good and kind Are the signs of grace and true nobility Of palaces she dreams White horses matched in teams With jewels agleam and in its place each tress Though life may be unjust She is regal in the dust For a princess is a princess nonetheless
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Jul 19, 2022
Jul 19, 2022 at 10:26 PM UTC
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She sits by darkened hearth No warmth now issues forth Her tattered clothes look more like rags than a dress But still she carries on Even when hope is gone For a princess is a princess nonetheless If dancing at the ball Or scrubbing floor and wall In scullery or in carriage for a ride Hanging linen out to dry Or set on throne most high None of that can ever change what is inside For it’s not silken gown Not scepter, sword, or crown Nor poise to rule court with great ability Look closer and you’ll find A heart that’s good and kind Are the signs of grace and true nobility Of palaces she dreams White horses matched in teams With jewels agleam and in its place each tress Though life may be unjust She is regal in the dust For a princess is a princess nonetheless
There are princesses who never get to wear a beautiful gown or tiara. This makes them no less royal.
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Jul 19, 2022
Jul 19, 2022 at 10:26 PM UTC
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