{"id":7245,"date":"2021-07-01T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-07-01T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=7245"},"modified":"2021-07-01T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2021-07-01T05:00:00","slug":"he-never-smiled-again","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/he-never-smiled-again\/","title":{"rendered":"He Never Smiled Again"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\"><em>From <\/em><a href=\"https:\/\/chroniclingamerica.loc.gov\/lccn\/sn85038485\/1913-07-01\/ed-1\/seq-4\/\"><em>The Birmingham Age Herald, July 1, 1913<\/em><\/a><em>.<\/em>\n <em>By Felicia Hermans.<\/em>\n \n\n The bark that held a prince went down,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 The sweeping waves rolled on;\n And what was England\u2019s glorious crown\n \u00a0 \u00a0 To him that wept a son?\n He lived\u2014for life may long be borne\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Ere sorrow breaks its chain;\n Why comes not death to those that mourn?\n \u00a0 \u00a0 He never smiled again.\n \n There stood proud forms around his throne,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 The stately and the brave;\n But which could fill the place of one,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 That one beneath the wave?\n Before him passed the young and fair,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 In pleasure\u2019s reckless train;\n But seas dashed o\u2019er his son\u2019s bright hair\u2014\n \u00a0 \u00a0 He never smiled again.\n \n He sat where festal bowls went round,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 He heard the minstrel sing,\n He saw the tourney\u2019s victor crowned\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Amidst the knightly ring;\n A murmur of the restless deep\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Was blent with every strain,\n A voice of winds that would not sleep\u2014\n \u00a0 \u00a0 He never smiled again.\n \n Hearts, in that time, closed o\u2019er the trace\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Of vows once fondly poured,\n And strangers took the kinsman\u2019s place\n \u00a0 \u00a0 At many a joyous board;\n Graves, which true love had bathed with tears\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Were left to heaven\u2019s bright rain,\n Fresh hopes were borne for other years.\n \u00a0 \u00a0 He never smiled again.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p> The bark that held a prince went down,<br \/>\n     The sweeping waves rolled on;<br \/>\n And what was England\u2019s glorious crown<br \/>\n     To him that wept a son?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,9],"tags":[124],"class_list":["post-7245","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-the-birmingham-age-herald","tag-felicia-hermans"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7245","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7245"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7245\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7245"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7245"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7245"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}