The Prince of Whim
Borne on like a bubbleIn bright little troubleMy elf child glimmers and goes;As glad as a throstleWhose tremolos jostleThe rain on the leaf of a rose.He comes in a twinkling,With never an inklingThat law is not one with his word;But gives me good wages,The penny of ages—Love wild as the heart of a bird.He laughs down my quiet,This lord of the riot,This Prince of the Kingdom of Whim;The world is his castle,And I am his vassalTo trumpet the triumphs of him!
Borne on like a bubbleIn bright little troubleMy elf child glimmers and goes;As glad as a throstleWhose tremolos jostleThe rain on the leaf of a rose.He comes in a twinkling,With never an inklingThat law is not one with his word;But gives me good wages,The penny of ages—Love wild as the heart of a bird.He laughs down my quiet,This lord of the riot,This Prince of the Kingdom of Whim;The world is his castle,And I am his vassalTo trumpet the triumphs of him!
Borne on like a bubbleIn bright little troubleMy elf child glimmers and goes;As glad as a throstleWhose tremolos jostleThe rain on the leaf of a rose.
Borne on like a bubble
In bright little trouble
My elf child glimmers and goes;
As glad as a throstle
Whose tremolos jostle
The rain on the leaf of a rose.
He comes in a twinkling,With never an inklingThat law is not one with his word;But gives me good wages,The penny of ages—Love wild as the heart of a bird.
He comes in a twinkling,
With never an inkling
That law is not one with his word;
But gives me good wages,
The penny of ages—
Love wild as the heart of a bird.
He laughs down my quiet,This lord of the riot,This Prince of the Kingdom of Whim;The world is his castle,And I am his vassalTo trumpet the triumphs of him!
He laughs down my quiet,
This lord of the riot,
This Prince of the Kingdom of Whim;
The world is his castle,
And I am his vassal
To trumpet the triumphs of him!