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Title: A Forest Song
Author: Alfred Noyes [
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Who would be a king
That can sit in the sun and sing?
Nay, I have a kingdom of mine own.
A fallen oak-tree is my throne.
Then, pluck the strings, and tell me true
If Caesar in his glory knew
The worlds he lost in sun and dew.
Who would be a queen
That sees what my love hath seen?--
The blood of little children shed
To make one royal ruby red!
Then, tell me, music, why the great
For quarrelling trumpets abdicate
This quick, this absolute estate.
Nay, who would sing in heaven,
Among the choral Seven
That hears--as Love and I have heard,
The whole sky listening to one bird?
And where's the ruby, tell me where,
Whose crimsons for one breath compare
With this wild rose that all may share?
[The end]
Alfred Noyes's poem: Forest Song
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