WHO is the monarch of the Road? I, the happy rover! Lord of the way which lies before Up to the hill and over— Owner of all beneath the blue, On till the end, and after, too! I am the monarch of the Road! Mine are the keys of morning, I know where evening keeps her store Of stars for night's adorning, I know the wind's wild will, and why The lone thrush hurries down the sky! I am the monarch of the Road! My court I hold with singing, Each bird a gay ambassador, Each flower a censer, swinging; And every little roadside thing A wonder to confound a king. I am the monarch of the Road! I ask no leave for living; I take no less, I seek no more Than nature's fullest giving— And ever, westward with the day, I travel to the far away! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DAY OF THE DEAD SOLDIERS; MARY 30, 1869 by EMMA LAZARUS RHYMES OF THE DAY by GEORGE SANTAYANA |