Thru the blossom world of May

Whither lies your royal way?

Where’s the realm that owns your sway,

Little King?”

Dr. Henry Van Dyke is the questioner, and the little bird has a ready answer for him. Being an Easterner, it is “Labrador” in May, and

“Where the cypress’ vivid green

And the dark magnolia’s sheen

Weave a shelter round my home”

in October. But under the incitement of the poet’s playful banter, the Kinglet enlarges his claim:

“Never king by right divine