William Morris,
Poems By The Way & Love Is Enough
“ Behold, how he cometh weighed down by his woe! (To the KING) All hail, lord and master! wilt thou hearken a little These lords high in honour whose hearts are full heavy Because thy heart sickeneth and knoweth no joy?— (To the COUNCILLORS) Ah, see you! all silent, his eyes set and dreary, His lips moving a little—how may I behold it?THE NORTHERN LORDMay I speak, king? ”
