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Smiled Alfred, "Seek ye a fable More dizzy and more dread Than all your mad barbarian tales Where the sky stands on its head? "A tale where a man looks down on the sky That has long looked down on him; A tale where a man can swallow a sea That might swallow the seraphim. "Bring to the hut by Egbert's Stone All bills and bows ye have." And Alfred strode off rapidly, And Colan of the Sacred Tree Went slowly to his cave. SMILED ALFRED SEEK YE A FABLE MORE DIZZY AND MORE DREAD THAN ALL YOUR MAD BARBARIAN TALES WHERE THE SKY STANDS ON ITS HEAD A TALE WHERE A MAN LOOKS DOWN ON THE SKY LET HIS LONG LOOK DOWN ON HIM A TALE WHERE A MAN CAN SWALLOW A SEA THAT MIGHT SWALLOW THE SERAPHIM BRING TO THE HUT ON ELBUT STONE ALL BILLS AND BOWS YE HAVE AND ALFRED STRODE OFF RAPIDLY AND CALLING OF THE SACRED TREE WENT SLOWLY TO HIS CAVE
earable beauty, That broke the hearts of men. And whether in seat or saddle, Whether with frown or smile, Whether at feast or fight was he, He heard the noise of a nameless sea On an undiscovered isle. Lifting the great green ivy And the great spear lowering, One said, "I am Alfred of Wessex, And I am a conquered king." And the man of the cave made answer, And his eyes were stars of scorn, "And better kings were conquered Or ever your sires were born. "What goddess was your mother, What fay your breed begot, That you should not die with Uther And Arthur and Lancelot? "But when you win you brag and blow, And when you lose you rail, Army of eastland yokels Not strong enough to fail." "I bring not boast or railing," Spake Alfred not in ire, "I bring of Our Lady a lesson set, This--that the sky grows darker yet And the sea rises higher." Then Colan of the Sacred Tree Tossed his black mane on high, And cried, as rigidly he rose, "And if the sea and sky be foes, We will tame the sea and sky. IGH AS THE CLOUDS WERE THEN GODS OF UNBEARABLE BEAUTY THAT BROKE THE HEARTS OF MEN AND WHETHER IN SEAT OR SADDLE WHETHER WITH FROWN OR SMILE WHETHER AT FEAST OR FIGHT WAS HE HEARD THE NOISE OF A NAMELESS SEA ON AN UNDISCOVERED ISLE LIFTING THE GREAT GREEN IVY AND THE GREAT SPEAR LOWERING ONE SAID I AM ALFRED OF WESSEX AND I AM A CONQUERED KING AND THE MAN OF THE CAVE MADE ANSWER AND HIS EYES WERE STARS OF SCORN AND BETTER KINGS WERE CONQUERED OR EVER YOUR SIRES WERE BORN WHAT GODDESS WAS YOUR MOTHER WHAT FAY YOUR BREED BEGOT THAT YOU SHOULD NOT DIE WITH UTHER AND ARTHUR AND LAUNCELOT AND WHEN YOU WIN YOU BRAG AND BLOW AND WHEN YOU BLUSE YOU RAIL ARMY OF EATHLAND YOKELS NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO FAIL I BRING NOT BOAST O'ER RAILING SPAKE ALFRED NOT IN IRE I BRING OF OUR LADY A LESSON SET THIS THAT THE SKY GROWS DARKER YET AND THE SEA RISES HIGHER THEN COLIN OF THE SACRED TREE TOSSED HIS BLACK MANE ON HIGH AND CRIED AS RIGIDLY HE ROSE AND IF THE SEA AND SKY BE FOES WE WILL TAME THE SEA AND SKY
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