FORTY-EIGHT

A Riddle

Long before Adam, I have lived,

And liveth still in certain souls,

A Prince by name, right royal I am,

As also Lord and gentleman;

Men frequently cry out my name,

And celebrate my ageless fame,

And yet they seem to take offence,

If called down to my residence,

If you cast back through all these lines,

My common name reversed you’ll find.