The Princess, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

The PrincessThe Princess Out of School, Edward Robert Hughes (c. 1901)
The Princess

My princess you are brave to wander out
Danger near for you minus an escort
Always safer for you to be at court
In the deepest of forests you may shout
Tender voice the danger you will not rout
Captured at least a ransom will extort
Return to court for safety I exhort
For I fear able wings you cannot sprout

If wise why is it that you cannot see
As a ruler have a duty to know
Here where the people are I need to be
So in knowledge and wisdom I will grow
Prepared to protect those counting on me
It is ignorance which will be my woe