Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BALLADS AND CANTILENAS: THE QUEEN AND THE KING, by PAUL FORT First Line: My master dear, my king, dost thou know how much they love, my Last Line: Weathercocks where the wind pipes all day! Subject(s): Courts & Courtiers; Love; Royal Court Life; Royalty; Kings; Queens | ||||||||
-- My master dear, my king, dost thou know how much they love, my breast, these arms that cling, these violet eyes above? My mouth tells to the wind what to thee it dares not tell. Thou hast taken me to laugh, and to weep and groan as well. -- O queen of lineage high, no more content, impart to the wind that is not I, for the wind torments its heart, the quest at time that mocks. And all the tale betray to my grey towers' weathercocks where the wind pipes all day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOTHWELL: PART 4 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN IN PHARAOH'S TOMB by HAYDEN CARRUTH FOR THE INVESTITURE by CECIL DAY LEWIS ELEGY ASKING THAT IT BE THE LAST; FOR INGRID ERHARDT, 1951-1971 by NORMAN DUBIE L,ENVOI: IN OUR TIME by ERNEST HEMINGWAY VASHTI by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON LINES ON CARMEN SYLVA by EMMA LAZARUS TO CARMEN SYLVA (QUEEN OF ROUMANIA) by EMMA LAZARUS A PORTFOLIO OF SKETCHES: THE LITTLE ANNUITANT by PAUL FORT |
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