Page:Roses in Rain, by Lilian Wooster Greaves, 1910.pdf/33



But both had to abdicate one merry May When a king came and conquered—our bonny boy Bay. And tho’ quite used to babies, we plainly could see There had ne’er been a boy quite so clever as he. And queens became handmaids, and all the home-land Was ruled by his majesty’s royal command.

And then to wee Alma how fond would I sing, “Fourth leaf to my shamrock, fourth gem in my ring.” “The flower of the flock,” said her father to me— And I, like a dutiful wife, would agree; While three little worshippers humbly bowed down And handed her highness the sceptre and crown.