@3Little Boy Realm is far afield, And blind is the road, they say; But the King and Queen, by the power they wield, May lead. or may bring away.@1 Kindly firm is the royal rule, Kind are the kingly eyes; And day by day sees gentler sway 'Neath sunny boyland skies. But wander-spirits calling us, Or sunbeams ling'ring fond On some vague peak, roused us to seek A path to the beyond. That loving, kingly hand reached out To shoulders, level high; Some spark there ran, as man to man, And boyhood's realm flew by! Gently sweet is the gracious Queen, Love dwells within her eyes; And day by day she toils away To weave some new surprise. Her little kingdom brooks no change; Though some may roam afar, Its hearth-fires burn against return, And every door's ajar. A tired head against her knees, Dear chidings, grave or gay, And 'neath her hand this grown-up land Slips suddenly away. @3Little Boy Realm lies toward the dawn, But the highway none may know; And oh, if the King and Queen be gone, How then may I come and go?@1 |