"Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown"--
The picture in the _Sunday At Home_ showed the old King in bed and Prince
Hal trying on his crown. But the words were not the _Sunday At Home_;
they were taken out of Shakespeare. Mark showed her the place.
Mark was in the schoolroom chanting his home-lessons:
"'Yet once more, oh ye laurels, and once more,
Ye myrtles brown with ivy never sere'"--
That sounded nice. "Say it again, Mark, say it again." Mark said it
again. He also said:
"'Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring
Of woes unnumbered, heavenly goddess, sing!'"
The three books stood on the bookshelf in the schoolroom, the thin
Shakespeare in diamond print, the small brown leather Milton, the very
small fat Pope's _Iliad_ in the red cover. Mark gave them to her for her
own.
She made Catty put her bed between the two windows, and Mark made a
bookshelf out of a piece of wood and some picture cord, and hung it
within reach. She had a happy, excited feeling when she thought of the
three books; it made her wake early. She read from five o'clock till
Catty called her at seven, and again after Catty had tucked her up and
left her, till the white light in the room was grey.