1. crowned

  • A Crowned Poet

    In thy coach of state
      Pass, O King, along:
    He no envy feels
      To whom God giveth song.

    Starving, still I smile,
      Laugh at want and wrong:
    He is fed and crowned
      To whom God giveth song.

    Better than all pomps
      That to rank belong,—
    One such dream as his
      To whom God giveth song.

    Let us...

    Anne Reeve Aldrich

  • The Day that I was crowned

    The Day that I was crowned

    Was like the other Days —

    Until the Coronation came —

    And then — 'twas Otherwise —


    As Carbon in the Coal

    And Carbon in the Gem

    Are One — and yet the former

    Were dull for Diadem —


    I rose, and all was plain —

    But when the Day...