King And No King
WOULD it were anything but merely voice!
Well find so good a thing as that we have lost?
And I that have not your faith, how shall I know
In momentary anger long ago;
Men neithersoul nor body has been crossed.
The No King cried who after that was King,
The hourly kindness, the days common speech.
Have been defeated by that pledge you gave
To have lit upon as clean and sweet a tale
That balanced with a word is more thannoise;
The habitual content of each with each
Somewhere or somehow that I have forgot,
Because he had not heard of anything
That in the blinding light beyond the grave
Though hed but cannon - Whereas we that had thought
Yet Old Romance being kind, let him prevail
