A Vision
Two crowned Kings, and One that stood alone With no green weight of laurels round his head, But with sad eyes as one uncomforted, And wearied with man's never-ceasing moan For sins no bleating victim can atone, And sweet long lips with tears and kisses fed. Girt was he in a garment black and red, And at his feet I marked a broken stone Which sent up lilies, dove-like, to his knees. Now at their sight, my heart being lit with flame, I cried to Beatrice, 'Who are these?' And she made answer, knowing well each name, 'AEschylos first, the second Sophokles, And last (wide stream of tears!) Euripides.'
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"Two crowned Kings, and One that stood alone..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde delivers a powerful performance in "A Vision"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...