This goodly promise, for thy people’s sake,
Yield its abundant fruitage.
When the Prince,
With hope and fear and grief and shame disturb’d,
And sad remembrance, and the shadowy light
Of days before him, thronging as in dreams,
Whose quick succession fill’d and overpower’d
Awhile the unresisting faculty,
Could in the calm of troubled thoughts subdued
Seek in his heart for counsel, his first care