THERE were three maidens who loved a king; They sat together beside the sea; One cried, "I love him, and I would die If but for one day he might I love me!" The second whispered, "And I would die To gladden his life, or make him great." The third one spoke not, but gazed afar With dreamy eyes that were sad as Fate. The king he loved the first for a day, The second his life with fond love blest; And yet the woman who never spoke Was the one of the three who loved him best. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BRAVE OLD OAK by HENRY FOTHERGILL CHORLEY COUNTER-ATTACK by SIEGFRIED SASSOON MANASSAS [JULY 21, 1861] by CATHERINE ANNE WARFIELD ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 6. TO WILLIAM HALL, ESQ., WITH THE WORKS OF CHAULIEU by MARK AKENSIDE CURIOUSLY EVANESCENT by EVA K. ANGLESBURG |