Make ends meet

When death came, unrepining His cities o'er he told; All to his heir resigning,

With many a knightly vassal At a royal feast sat he, In yon proud hall

ancestral, In his castle o'er the sea.

Up stood the jovial monarch, And quaff'd his last life's glow, Then hurled the

hallow'd goblet Into the flood below.

He saw it splashing, drinking, And plunging in the sea; His eyes meanwhile

were sinking, And never again drank he.

(She opens the press to put away her clothes, and perceives the casket.)