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Socrates And His House
There once lived in Greece a very wise man whose name was S...

Picciola
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Three Men Of Gotham
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The Brave Three Hundred
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The Sons Of William The Conqueror
There was once a great king of England who was called Wil-l...

The Miller Of The Dee
Once upon a time there lived on the banks of the River Dee ...

The Story Of Cincinnatus
There was a man named Cin-cin-na'tus who lived on a little ...

King John And The Abbot
The 3 Questions. There was once a king of England whose...

Sir Philip Sidney
A cruel battle was being fought. The ground was covered wit...

Other Wise Men Of Gotham
One day, news was brought to Gotham that the king was comin...

Doctor Goldsmith
There was once a kind man whose name was Oliver Gold-smith....

The Sword Of Damocles
There was once a king whose name was Di-o-nys'i-us. He was ...

Sir Humphrey Gilbert
More than three hundred years ago there lived in England a ...

The Ungrateful Guest
Among the soldiers of King Philip there was a poor man who ...

Mignon
Here is the story of Mignon as I remember having read it in...

Alexander And Bucephalus
One day King Philip bought a fine horse called Bu-ceph'a-lu...

Julius Caesar
Nearly two thousand years ago there lived in Rome a man who...

He Never Smiled Again
The bark that held the prince went down, The sweep...

Cornelia's Jewels
It was a bright morning in the old city of Rome many hundre...

Casabianca
There was a great battle at sea. One could hear nothing but...



HE NEVER SMILED AGAIN








The 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!





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