IhaveaKing,whodoesnotspeak

I have a King, who does not speak --

So -- wondering -- thro the hours meek

I trudge the day away --

Half glad when it is night, and sleep,

If, haply, thro a dream, to peep

In parlors, shut by day.

And if I do -- when morning comes --

It is as if a hundred drums

Did round my pillow roll,

And shouts fill all my Childish sky,

And Bells keep saying Victory

From steeples in my soul!

And if I dont -- the little Bird

Within the Orchard, is not heard,

And I omit to pray

Father, thy will be done today

For my will goes the other way,

And it were perjury!