Here in a little rustic hermitage
       &nbsp Alfred the Saxon King, Alfred the Great,
       &nbsp Postponed the cares of king-craft to translate
       &nbsp The Consolations of the Roman sage.
Here Geoffrey Chaucer in his ripe old age
       &nbsp Wrote the unrivalled Tales, which soon or late
       &nbsp The venturous hand that strives to imitate
       &nbsp Vanquished must fall on the unfinished page.
Two kings were they, who ruled by right divine,
       &nbsp And both supreme; one in the realm of Truth,
       &nbsp One in the realm of Fiction and of Song.
What prince hereditary of their line,
       &nbsp Uprising in the strength and flush of youth,
       &nbsp Their glory shall inherit and prolong?