and speaking of waves, King Canute comes to mind: Will the advancing waves obey me, Bishop, if I make the sign? Said the Bishop, bowing lowly, Land and sea, my lord, are thine. Canute turned towards the ocean—Back! he said, thou foaming brine. From the sacred shore I stand on, I command thee to retreat; Venture not, thou stormy rebel, to approach thy masters seat: Ocean, be thou still! I bid thee come not nearer to my feet! But the sullen ocean answered with a louder, deeper roar, And the rapid waves drew nearer, falling sounding on the shore; Back the Keeper and the Bishop, back the king and courtiers bore. And he sternly bade them never more to kneel to human clay, But alone to praise and worship That which earth and seas obey: And his golden crown of empire never wore he from that day. ~ King Canute (by WM Thackeray)
Posted on: Sun, 18 May 2014 07:02:37 +0000
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