I go to seek a worthier prize than they!”
Then he strode away, full of bitterness and anger; but as he passed under the palace windows, he heard his mother weeping, and the sound softened his heart, so that his wrath died down, and a great loneliness fell upon him, because he was spurned by both father and mother. So he cried sorrowfully:
“Oh, heart crown’d with grief, hast thou nought
But tears for thy son?
Art mother of mine? Give one thought
To my life just begun!”
And Queen Lona answered through her tears:
“Yea! Mother am I, though I weep,
So hold this word sure,—
Go, reign king of all men, but keep