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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
1468. His Majesty
By Theron Brown
I ’M king of the road! I gather
My toll on the world’s highways.
They pave the street for my royal feet,
And the man in the wagon pays.
With my sturdy heels I laugh at wheels;        5
I hurry at no man’s will,
For the rich who ride my meat provide;
They must feed the king to his fill.
I ’m kin of the road! Before me
My way lies over the land,        10
With a wild rose train from meadow and lane
And the hail of a song-bird band.
They ar slaves who team by wagon or steam:
The footman carries to crown.
What cares the tramp whose supper and camp        15
Are waiting in every town?
I ’m king of the road all summer;
In winter I still go free.
Let the snow-blast come, in a nook I ’ll chum
With a gipsy crew like me.        20
I ’ll ask no shares with home-proud heirs;
They ’re the scorn of my soul while I
Can tread the floors of the great Out-doors,
And nobody ask me why.


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