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First Line: I dare but sing of you in such a strain
Last Line: His soul to the winds that whirl his songs away.
Alternate Author Name(s): Watson, John William
Subject(s): Courts & Courtiers; Singing & Singers; Soul


I DARE but sing of you in such a strain
As may beseem the wandering harper's tongue,
Who of the glory of his Queen hath sung,
Outside her castle gates in wind and rain.
She, seated mid the noblest of her train,
In her great halls with pictured arras hung,
Hardly can know what melody hath rung
Through the forgetting night, and rung in vain.
He, with one word from her to whom he brings
The loyal heart that she alone can sway,
Would be made rich for ever; but he sings
Of queenhood too aloof, too great, to say
"Sing on, sing on, O minstrel" -- though he flings
His soul to the winds that whirl his songs away.





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