1921 All rights reserved [Pg 4] [Pg 4] COPYRIGHT, 1921, By JOHN MASEFIELD. By Set up and electrotyped. Published October, 1921. [Pg 5] [Pg 5] To My Wife My Wife [Pg 6] [Pg 6] [Pg 7] [Pg 7] KING COLE King Cole was King before the troubles came, The land was happy while he held the helm, The valley-land from Condicote to Thame, Watered by Thames and green with many an elm. For many a year he governed well his realm, So well-beloved, that, when at last he died, It was bereavement to the countryside. So good, so well-beloved, had he been In life, that when he reached the judging-place [Pg 8](There where the scales are even, the sword keen), The Acquitting Judges granted him a grace, Aught he might choose, red, black, from king to ace, Beneath the bright arch of the heaven's span; He chose, to wander earth, the friend of man. So,
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