Excerpt from The Black Prince: And Other Poems

Sigurd

The king of men and heroes lay asleep,

Lulled by the murmurs of a dusky sea,

His army slept along the gleaming sand,

Awaiting the great battle of the morn.

Out of the sultry sky there seemed to fall

Great drops of blood, and like a lonely ghost

The pale sea cried, while in the purple West

A star emerged not seen before of man,

Outshining silvery Sirius and red Mars.

And phantom armies ran upon the sea,

And in the forest was a noise of wings.

To Sigurd as he slept there came a dream

Of a sad, shining Angel with veiled eyes

And sable wings that rustled drearily,

Like autumn leaves blown to the doors of men;

And bending down she spake. In the hushed night

Her solemn words were sadder that the call

Of Roland"s horn resounding in the hills

Of Roncevaux, when with his failing might

H&e blew a farewell blast to Charlemain

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