(Most unblest also), at that sight
Brake forth, and cursed them--dost thou hear?--
One was my mother--Now, do right!"
But my lord mused a space, and said:--
"Send him away, sirs, and make on!
It is some madman!" the King said.
As the King bade, so was it done.
The morrow, at the self-same hour,
In the King's path, behold, the man,
Not kneeling, sternly fixed! he stood