As usual with any family getting ready for a trip, there were some eleventh-hour decisions to be made (should they take the crown along?they decided against it). But at long last everything was packed and ready. Aunts, uncles and cousins gathered to kiss the travelers goodbye and neighbors lined the streets to wave them away. An elderly well-wisher (Poet Laureate John Masefield) had even written a little verse:
Most gracious sovereign, leaving England's shore
To build your peoples by a link the more,
Deign to accept, from one, the hopes of all
That at your going happy fortunes fall,
That on...
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