Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOW SIR RICHARD DIED, by GEORGE WALTER THORNBURY Poet's Biography First Line: Stately as bridegroom to a feast Last Line: And bowed his head -- and so he died. Subject(s): Capital Punishment; Hanging; Executions; Death Penalty | ||||||||
STATELY as bridegroom to a feast, Sir Richard trod the scaffold stair, And bowing to the crowd, untied The love locks from his sable hair; Took off his watch, "Give that to Ned, I've done with time," he proudly said. 'Twas bitter cold -- it made him shake -- Said one, "Ah! see the villain's look?" Sir Richard, with a scornful frown, Cried -- "Frost, not fear, my body shook!" Giving a gold piece to the slave, He laughed, "Now praise me, master knave!" They pointed, with a sneering smile, Unto a black box, long and grim; But no white shroud, or badge of death Had power to draw a tear from him; "It needs no lock," he said in jest, "This chamber, where to-night I rest." Then crying out -- "God save the king!" In spite of hiss, and shout, and frown; He stripped his doublet, dropped his cloak, And gave the headsman's man a crown; Then, "Oh! for Heaven!" proudly cried, And bowed his head -- and so he died. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE NEGATIVES by PHILIP LEVINE ALL LIFE IN A LIFE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE EXECUTION OF MAXIMILIAN by ARTHUR SZE TWO FUNERALS: 2. by LOUIS UNTERMEYER BALLADE OF THE MEN WHO WERE HANGED by FRANCOIS VILLON EPITAPH IN BALLADE FORM by FRANCOIS VILLON VILLON'S EPITAPH by FRANCOIS VILLON THE JACOBITE ON TOWER HILL by GEORGE WALTER THORNBURY THE JESTER'S SERMON by GEORGE WALTER THORNBURY THE THREE TROOPERS DURING THE PROTECTORATE by GEORGE WALTER THORNBURY |
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