San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-10-28
Poets Corner
THE KING.

| AZ Hll men Know, the mighty deep
Speaks in mysterious way:
Perhaps it sings in its tidal sweep
| To chorus of dancing spray;
Or in rhythmic beat to the surge
sings.
But hovsoe'er it BE-,
or power mightier than kings
A tale it told to me:
Where its mighty waters Tapped al
rolled
Upon a distant shore
A maiden lived in days of odd,
And crown of beauty Wore.
Her golden hair with its matchle7
tint
In warmth and beauty We'd
With the russell shade OF the sui
beams CLINT
On the waves at eventide.
AS fisher-folk did cast their net /
Down in the cove at morn,
This maid her lure of beauty set.
Then laughed loves name to scof
For whom" quoth she, Il wear IL
ring.
To whom my troth l plight.
Shalt be no other than a king.
The mightieSt man Of might"
As all men know. the mighty deep
Speaks in mysterious way: n
Perhaps it huns in its tidal sweep
To chorus of dancing spray; n
For rumor spread, a king would rid
His royal chariot there
To choose maiden for his bride, u
Of all surprising fair. u
The beauty cried, HE shalt choo'r
The fairest set. l ween; n
Upon that point all men agree d
Behold in me the qu zen.
In splendid coach with four-in-hand II
I'll ride in royal state: a
The fairest lady of the land
Shouldst choose kingly mate" ID
Vain maid. who craved the might "
kings,
There is magic leaven III
OF greater power by far. that brin
This earth nigh unto Heaven.
The king was crowned with radiand
His perfect brow was graced
With tender light that traveled then
And all it touched embraced.
What man art thou?" the beau
cries.
And falls to Bonded knee.
The light that beameth in thine ey
Hath changed the land and sea
Such glory wouldst my life enrich
| cannot be denied:
Id sacrifice my charms for which
Brave men have fought and die
Il care not if thy diadcm
Shouldst be consumed with rust
To thee. most wonderful of men,
l bow my head to dust.
| care not il thy kingdom vast III
Shouldst sink beneath the wave i,
To share that wondrous light tho
cast
I'd be, oh King, thy slave.
I'D follow thee with humble mien
In beggar's cloth. oh sire,
In exile if it didst but seem
To be thine own desire.
Cast thou me not from out thy sig
For life wouldst torment be
Condemned to everlasting night
All. king. l worship thee"
The radiance the stranger wore
Assumed somber shade. h
There's greater beauty on this sho7
Than thine. mistaken maid. M
Thy face. to which men drink toa
Is finely nodded clay. M
The lovely form of which thou boas
Tomorrow fades away.
The beauty, lady, that / seek,
With time canst never pass; lcX
It stands revealed in yonder meek
And humble fisher-lass.
Behold, as holy sacrament ri
tender her the crown.
Her gracious vesture. Heaven-lent. e
Shalt be her nuptial gown. ~
AT empty shrine men knelt in vain,
To offer thee their. vow;
4 traitor to loves holy name,
A ruthless vandal. thou.
And /. the king of Love, am loa
My sacred faith to plight ~
20 one who long since gave her tros
To the pagan king of Might" q
n the russell shade of the SUNBEAM
CLINT n
There floatcd with the tide III
mass Of hair and its golden tint ed
With the sunset splendor Wed: I'd
But tangled and torn in rank seawel
1t told an unhappy fate
The dearest and greatest of hum
need "a
Had come, alas, too late.
Is all men know. the mighty deep p
Speaks in mysterious way:
'erhaps it huns in its tidal sweep'n
But the fishermen tell today.
n the surf sorrowful cadence sir,
That beautiful magic leaven
ii-hticr far than the power of kirx
Can come too late from Heaven.