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Famous StoriesThe Barmecide FeastThere was once a rich old man who was called the Bar-me-cid... The Endless Tale In the Far East there was a great king who had no work to d... Damon And Pythias A young man whose name was Pyth'i-as had done something whi... The Blind Men And The Elephant There were once six blind men who stood by the road-side ev... Diogenes The Wise Man At Cor-inth, in Greece, there lived a very wise man whose n... The King And His Hawk Gen'ghis Khan was a great king and war-rior. He led his ... Alexander And Bucephalus One day King Philip bought a fine horse called Bu-ceph'a-lu... The Bell Of Atri A-tri is the name of a little town in It-a-ly. It is a very... Bruce And The Spider There was once a king of Scot-land whose name was Robert Br... Horatius At The Bridge Once there was a war between the Roman people and the E-tru... The Ungrateful Guest Among the soldiers of King Philip there was a poor man who ... Other Wise Men Of Gotham One day, news was brought to Gotham that the king was comin... The Brave Three Hundred All Greece was in danger. A mighty army, led by the great K... King Alfred And The Cakes Many years ago there lived in Eng-land a wise and good ... King Alfred And The Beggar At one time the Danes drove King Alfred from his kingdom, a... The White Ship King Henry, the Handsome Scholar, had one son, named Willia... Maximilian And The Goose Boy One summer day King Max-i-mil'ian of Ba-va'ri-a was walking... Sir Walter Raleigh There once lived in England a brave and noble man whose nam... He Never Smiled Again The bark that held the prince went down, The sweep... Whittington And His Cat The City There was once a little boy whose name was Rich... |
HE NEVER SMILED AGAINThe bark that held the prince went down, The sweeping waves rolled on; And what was England's glorious crown To him that wept a son? He lived, for life may long be borne Ere sorrow breaks its chain: Why comes not death to those who mourn? He never smiled again. There stood proud forms before his throne, The stately and the brave; But who could fill the place of one,-- That one beneath the wave? Before him passed the young and fair, In pleasure's reckless train; But seas dashed o'er his son's bright hair-- He never smiled again. He sat where festal bowls went round; He heard the minstrel sing; He saw the tour-ney's victor crowned Amid the knightly ring. A murmur of the restless deep Was blent with every strain, A voice of winds that would not sleep-- He never smiled again. Hearts, in that time, closed o'er the trace Of vows once fondly poured, And strangers took the kins-man's place At many a joyous board; Graves which true love had bathed with tears Were left to heaven's bright rain; Fresh hopes were born for other years-- _He_ never smiled again! Next: KING JOHN AND THE ABBOT Previous: THE WHITE SHIP
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