Yet if his majesty, our Sovereign lord, Should of his owne accord Friendly himselfe invite, And say I'll be your guest tomorrowe night, How should we stir ourselves, call and command All hands to worke! "Let no man idle stand. Set me fine Spanish tables in the hall, See they be fitted all; Let there be roome to eate, And order taken that there want no meate. See every sconce and candlestick made bright, That without tapers they may give a light. Looke to the presence: are the carpets spred, The dazie o'er the head, The cushions in the chayres, And all the candles lighted on the stairs? Perfume the chambers, and in any case Let each man give attendance in his place.' Thus if a king were coming would we do; And 'twere good reason too; For 'tis a duteous thing To show all honor to an earthly king; And after all our travayle and our cost, So he be pleas'd, to think no labour lost. But at the coming of the King of Heaven All's set at six and seven: We wallow in our sin; Christ cannot finde a chamber in the inn. We entertaine him alwayes like a stranger, And, as at first, still lodge him in the manger. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE BEING AS VISION by HAYDEN CARRUTH CONTRA MORTEM: THE MOUNTAIN FASTNESS by HAYDEN CARRUTH IN EQUAL SACRIFICE by ROBERT FROST BROTHERHOOD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON I PAY MY DEBT FOR LAFAYETTE AND ROCHAMBEAU' by EDGAR LEE MASTERS YOU ARE FIRE EATERS by MARIANNE MOORE THEY PRAISE THE SUN by JOHN CROWE RANSOM |