HE was at home in Courts and knew the great, Himself was of them. Ofttimes Kings have sent To call him to their presence; and he went, A welcome guest, to share their royal state, For earth's high potentates a fitting mate. He was of all men honored -- crowned of Song, And crowned of Love -- and high above the wrong Of envy, or the littleness of hate. And now the mightiest King -- to summon him To that far place whereto all souls must come -- Has sent swift Azrael, Heaven's chamberlain, -- Beyond the ultimate sea's remotest rim, Where all the voices of this earth are dumb, The Courtier journeys -- called to Court again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN EXPATIATION ON THE COMBINING OF WEATHERS AT THIRTY .... by HAYDEN CARRUTH MY FATHER'S FACE by HAYDEN CARRUTH TO MARY IN HEAVEN by ROBERT BURNS CORRESPONDENCES; HEXAMETERS AND PENTAMETERS by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH FRIENDSHIP'S MYSTERY, TO MY DEAREST LUCASIA by KATHERINE PHILIPS FAUSTINE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE |