Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE THREE KNIGHTS, by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY Poet's Biography First Line: Here come three knights Last Line: Shall I behold my daughter jane! Subject(s): Knights & Knighthood | ||||||||
"HERE come three knights All out of Spain A-courting for Your daughter Jane." But one is dwarfed and one is old And one has cruel lips and cold! "My daughter Jane Is yet too young To understand Your flattering tongue." The one with cruel lips drew near And laid pale hands upon my dear! "Be she young, Or be she old, For her beauty She must be sold." He wore a long plume and a sword And no one there durst speak a word! But, oh, his gold, when they were wed Was not as golden as her head And never, though I sail to Spain, Shall I behold my daughter Jane! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WILD RIDE by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI by JOHN KEATS THE GILLYFLOWER OF GOLD by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) THE HAYSTACK IN THE FLOODS by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) TO A CHILD OF QUALITY, FIVE YEARS OLD. THE AUTHOR THAN FORTY by MATTHEW PRIOR MAIDEN MELANCHOLY by RAINER MARIA RILKE TWO POEMS TO HANS THOMA ON HIS SIXIETH BIRTHDAY: 2. THE KNIGHT by RAINER MARIA RILKE SIR GAWAINE AND THE GREEN KNIGHT by YVOR WINTERS THE RHYME OF SIR LAUNCELOT BOGLE; A LEGEND OF GLASGOW by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN A CHRISTMAS CHILD by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY |
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