These to His Memory--since he held them dear,
    Perchance as finding there unconsciously
    Some image of himself--I dedicate,
    I dedicate, I consecrate with tears--
    These Idylls.
    And indeed He seems to me
    Scarce other than my king's ideal knight,
    'Who reverenced his conscience as his king;
    Whose glory was, redressing human wrong;
    Who spake no slander, no, nor listened to it;