"And England's cliffs are not more white Than her women are, and scarce so light Her skies as their eyes are blue and bright; 66 'And in some port that he reached from France But once the King asked: "What distant cry And one said: "With such like shouts, pardie! And one: "Who knows not the shrieking quest 'Twas thus till now they had soothed his dread, Albeit they knew not what they said: But who should speak to-day of the thing Then pondering much they found a way, And the King sat with a heart sore stirred, 'Twas then through the hall the King was 'ware Of a little boy with golden hair, As bright as the golden poppy is That the beach breeds for the surf to kiss: Yet pale his cheek as the thorn in Spring, Nothing heard but his foot through the hall, And the King wondered, and said, “Alack! "Why, sweet heart, do you pace through the hall As though my court were a funeral?" Then lowly knelt the child at the dais, "O wherefore black, O King, ye may say, "Your son and all his fellowship Lie low in the sea with the White Ship." King Henry fell as a man struck dead; There's many an hour must needs beguile many a lordly hour, full fain Of his realm's rule and pride of his reign: But this King never smiled again. 1 tale I told. By none but me can the tale be told, (Lands are swayed by a King on a throne.) KING STEPHEN JOHN KEATS MATILDA's rival was Stephen of Blois, the son of the Conqueror's daughter Adela. Distrusting a woman's ability to govern so turbulent a kingdom, the citizens of London declared for Stephen and he was crowned at Westminster (1135). But Stephen, though a man of great personal daring, possessed little stability or force of character. He allowed the barons to oppress the people' and failed to enforce the laws. When Matilda brought an army from France to claim her rights, she was gladly received by all law-abiding citizens. In the battle of Lincoln (1140), Stephen was taken prisoner and Matilda was immediately elected queen; but Stephen's partisans succeeded in setting him free and in driving Matilda from the realm. Stephen, however, could not restore order, and the land was devastated by civil war, till Matilda's son, Henry Plantagenet, came in person to England and forced Stephen to recognize him as successor to the throne. ACT I SCENE I. Field of Battle. (Alarum. Enter King Stephen, Knights, and Soldiers.) Stephen. If shame can on a soldier's vein-swoll'n front Spread deeper crimson than the battle's toil, Could reach your dastard ears, and fright you more! Ist Knight. The enemy Bears his flaunt standard close upon their rear. 2d Knight. Sure of a bloody prey, seeing the fens Will swamp them girth-deep. Stephen. Over head and ears, No matter! 'Tis a gallant enemy; How like a comet he goes streaming on. But we must plague him in the flank, — hey, friends? We are well breathed, follow! SCENE II. Another part of the Field. (Trumpets sounding a Victory. Enter Glocester, Knights, and Forces.) Glocester. Now may we lift our bruisèd visors up, And take the flattering freshness of the air, While the wide din of battle dies away Ist Knight. Will Stephen's death be mark'd there, my good lord, Or that we gave him lodging in yon towers? Glocester. Fain would I know the great usurper's Glocester. What of the King? He sole and lone maintains A hopeless bustle 'mid our swarming arms, He must by this have fallen. Baldwin is taken; He flies, for the Welsh beagles to hunt down. Glocester. Now our dreaded Queen: Royal Maud What message from her highness? 2d Captain. From the throng'd towers of Lincoln hath look'd down, Like Pallas from the walls of Ilion, And seen her enemies havock'd at her feet. She greets most noble Glocester from her heart, |