Answer:
I'm assuming the whole first stanza is the correct answer: It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags,Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and doleUnequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.
Answer:
The answer is "a savage race,
That hoard, and sleep, and feed" (PLATO)
Explanation:
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