John Hay
Last Lines
And a mad king's curse is not forever!
And kindle your heart to flame.
And my heart is her beauty's dwelling-place.
And see so very little of you.
And truth I find alone in dreams.
As I clambered down from Pitz Languard.
But the Queen was not there to see.
Have not yet perished from earth.
King over men who have learned all that it costs to be free.
The moon rules calmly o'er the conquered seas.
The peace of God that filled her eyes.
The white rose meant surrender.
Though all the trees are bare.
Till wake the sleeping summers in thy smile.
To bear me forth to unknown lands.
To life, love, lying at thy feet!
