King Hubert, he went to the forest in state, In glitter and gold, on a sunshiny day, And commanded his train in the shadow to wait, While a herald proclaimed in the following way: "His Imperial Majesty, Hubert the Second, Since the nightingale's voice is quite musical reckoned, Is graciously pleased, as the day seems too long, To command that the nightingale sing him a song!" The court all stood waiting for what might befall; But somehow, no nightingale answered the call. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GIRL IN A CAGE by CARL SANDBURG COUSIN NANCY by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT ON THE GREAT ENCOURAGEMENT GIVEN BY ENGLISH NOBILITY & GENTRY by WILLIAM BLAKE THE BURGHERS OF CALAIS by EMILY A. BRADDOCK THE STORM OF WAR by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD MOSES AND THE DERVISH by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |