THE WANDERERS
That flowers into the sunset and the sea!
Henceforth companioned by the same To-day,
The dull, cramped state, the tired formality,
False thoughtfulness and feigned remembrances,
I yoke my life to one recurring task,
No sooner done than all 's to do again!
I would I were a child with one white hound
That lapped the fountain. . . .
Wherefore do you sigh?
Why are you sad? You need not be a king.
Henceforth companioned by the same To-day,
The dull, cramped state, the tired formality,
False thoughtfulness and feigned remembrances,
I yoke my life to one recurring task,
No sooner done than all 's to do again!
I would I were a child with one white hound
That lapped the fountain. . . .
Wherefore do you sigh?
Why are you sad? You need not be a king.
MAN-AT -ARMS
My lord, I love you.
My lord, I love you.
PRINCE
I know it. Oh, my friend,
Listen, and I will tell you. Only you
Are friendly-souled in all this cruel court;
And that is strange, for you must ever dog me,
That I go not afield nor roam the woods.
Why may I not?
I know it. Oh, my friend,
Listen, and I will tell you. Only you
Are friendly-souled in all this cruel court;
And that is strange, for you must ever dog me,
That I go not afield nor roam the woods.
Why may I not?
MAN-AT-ARMS
My lord, it is forbidden.
My lord, it is forbidden.
PRINCE
But why?
But why?
MAN-AT-ARMS
I know not. What would you tell me, sir?
I know not. What would you tell me, sir?
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