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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ROYALTY, by STUART MERRILL Poet's Biography First Line: I am that king of olden times Last Line: Whose city sleeps under the sea. | |||
I am that king of olden times Whose city sleeps under the sea, With its iron bells that heavily Through too many springs rang their chimes. I seem to know the names of queens Dead long, but ago in their bowers, O my soul! and faded flowers Seem to be falling from nights serene. The vessels that my treasures hold Foundered I know not where nor when, And I am the madman since then Who seeks under water his gold. I long for my olden glory, And for all my servile hordes To roar my victory towards The stars, and wave my pennons gory. With the moon shining into my eyes, Calm, and with falchion drawn, I wait for the morning to dawn And trace my sign in the skies. While in my heart yet warm The hope of conquest rages, Have I heard, I the victor of ages, Trumpets that sound through the storm? Where are the bells that heavily Through too many springs rang their chimes? I am that King of olden times Whose city sleeps under the sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLADE OF THE CHINESE LOVER by STUART MERRILL BALLADE OF THE OUTCASTS: THE ENVOY OF THE OUTCASTS by STUART MERRILL BALLADE OF THE OUTCASTS: THE VOICE OF THE CHILDREN by STUART MERRILL BALLADE OF THE OUTCASTS: THE VOICE OF THE MEN by STUART MERRILL BALLADE OF THE OUTCASTS: THE VOICE OF THE WOMEN by STUART MERRILL THE FLOWER OF THE HEART by STUART MERRILL |
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