XI.
"To-day thou art a wanderer sad, but thou shalt sit, erelong, Within thy fair ancestral hall, and hear the minstrel's song; To-day thou art a homeless man--to-morrow thou shalt stand-- A conqueror and a sceptred king--upon thy native land.
"To-day thou art a wanderer sad, but thou shalt sit, erelong, Within thy fair ancestral hall, and hear the minstrel's song; To-day thou art a homeless man--to-morrow thou shalt stand-- A conqueror and a sceptred king--upon thy native land.