Idylls of the King | Page 7

side; but when I met?Merlin, and asked him if these things were truth--?The shining dragon and the naked child?Descending in the glory of the seas--?He laughed as is his wont, and answered me?In riddling triplets of old time, and said:
'"Rain, rain, and sun! a rainbow in the sky!?A young man will be wiser by and by;?An old man's wit may wander ere he die.
Rain, rain, and sun! a rainbow on the lea!?And truth is this to me, and that to thee;?And truth or clothed or naked let it be.
Rain, sun, and rain! and the free blossom blows:?Sun, rain, and sun! and where is he who knows??From the great deep to the great deep he goes."
'So Merlin riddling angered me; but thou?Fear not to give this King thy only child,?Guinevere: so great bards of him will sing?Hereafter; and dark sayings from of old?Ranging and ringing through the minds of men,?And echoed by old folk beside their fires?For comfort after their wage-work is done,?Speak of the King; and Merlin in our time?Hath spoken also, not in jest, and sworn?Though men may wound him that he will not die,?But pass, again to come; and then or now?Utterly smite the heathen underfoot,?Till these and all men hail him for their king.'
She spake and King Leodogran rejoiced,?But musing, 'Shall I answer yea or nay?'?Doubted, and drowsed, nodded and slept, and saw,?Dreaming, a slope of land that ever grew,?Field after field, up to a height, the peak?Haze-hidden, and thereon a phantom king,?Now looming, and now lost; and on the slope?The sword rose, the hind fell, the herd was driven,?Fire glimpsed; and all the land from roof and rick,?In drifts of smoke before a rolling wind,?Streamed to the peak, and mingled with the haze?And made it thicker; while the phantom king?Sent out at times a voice; and here or there?Stood one who pointed toward the voice, the rest?Slew on and burnt, crying, 'No king of ours,?No son of Uther, and no king of ours;'?Till with a wink his dream was changed, the haze?Descended, and the solid earth became?As nothing, but the King stood out in heaven,?Crowned. And Leodogran awoke, and sent?Ulfius, and Brastias and Bedivere,?Back to the court of Arthur answering yea.
Then Arthur charged his warrior whom he loved?And honoured most, Sir Lancelot, to ride forth?And bring the Queen;--and watched him from the gates:?And Lancelot past away among the flowers,?(For then was latter April) and returned?Among the flowers, in May, with Guinevere.?To whom arrived, by Dubric the high saint,?Chief of the church in Britain, and before?The stateliest of her altar-shrines, the King?That morn was married, while in stainless white,?The fair beginners of a nobler time,?And glorying in their vows and him, his knights?Stood around him, and rejoicing in his joy.?Far shone the fields of May through open door,?The sacred altar blossomed white with May,?The Sun of May descended on their King,?They gazed on all earth's beauty in their Queen,?Rolled incense, and there past along the hymns?A voice as of the waters, while the two?Sware at the shrine of Christ a deathless love:?And Arthur said, 'Behold, thy doom is mine.?Let chance what will, I love thee to the death!'?To whom the Queen replied with drooping eyes,?'King and my lord, I love thee to the death!'?And holy Dubric spread his hands and spake,?'Reign ye, and live and love, and make the world?Other, and may thy Queen be one with thee,?And all this Order of thy Table Round?Fulfil the boundless purpose of their King!'
So Dubric said; but when they left the shrine?Great Lords from Rome before the portal stood,?In scornful stillness gazing as they past;?Then while they paced a city all on fire?With sun and cloth of gold, the trumpets blew,?And Arthur's knighthood sang before the King:--
'Blow, trumpet, for the world is white with May;?Blow trumpet, the long night hath rolled away!?Blow through the living world--"Let the King reign."
'Shall Rome or Heathen rule in Arthur's realm??Flash brand and lance, fall battleaxe upon helm,?Fall battleaxe, and flash brand! Let the King reign.
'Strike for the King and live! his knights have heard?That God hath told the King a secret word.?Fall battleaxe, and flash brand! Let the King reign.
'Blow trumpet! he will lift us from the dust.?Blow trumpet! live the strength and die the lust!?Clang battleaxe, and clash brand! Let the King reign.
'Strike for the King and die! and if thou diest,?The King is King, and ever wills the highest.?Clang battleaxe, and clash brand! Let the King reign.
'Blow, for our Sun is mighty in his May!?Blow, for our Sun is mightier day by day!?Clang battleaxe, and clash brand! Let the King reign.
'The King will follow Christ, and we the King?In whom high God hath breathed a secret thing.?Fall battleaxe, and flash brand! Let the King reign.'
So sang the knighthood, moving to their hall.?There at the banquet those great Lords from Rome,?The slowly-fading mistress