Anomaly, to ask an aged man
What course in Life he recommends, what plan
Of conduct,—ask the King, or Bedivere....
The King is dead? Oh, I recall,—last year
It was; and Bedivere, last of the clan
To follow, like a tired veteran
Obeyed the hand that beckoned from the mere.
Yes, I remember now: in Camelot
When Life was wrapped about us like a flame
How we enjoyed the zeal of Arthur’s rule.