ON THE DEATH OF LEOPOLD, KING OF THE BELGIANS

By Charles Kingsley

A King is dead! Another master mind

Is summoned from the world-wide council hall.

Ah, for some seer, to say what links behind —

To read the mystic writing on the wall!

Be still, fond man: nor ask thy fate to know.

Face bravely what each God-sent moment brings.

Above thee rules in love, through weal and woe,

Guiding thy kings and thee, the King of kings.