THE SPOTLESS KING

I Some lights there be within the Heavenly Spheres Yet unrevealed, the interspace so vast: So through the distance of a thousand years Alfred’s full radiance shines on us at last. II Star of the spotless fame, from far-off skies Teaching this truth, too long not understood, That only they are worthy who are wise, And none are truly great that are not good. III Of valour, virtue, letters, learning, law, Pattern and prince, His name will now abide, Long as of conscience Rulers live in awe, And love of country is their only pride. IV But with His name four other names attune, Which from oblivion guardian Song may save; Lone Athelney, victorious Ethandune, Wantage his cradle, Winchester his grave. Alfred Austin.