I shall have a gold room When I am a queen, With a poppy-perfume And a jewelled screen; You may come and see me Any time you will If you wear a green coat And a gold frill; I shall keep a black slave Hidden in the wall, Waiting to admit you When you come to call, And if you displease me So that I am bored, I will have him kill you With a gold sword. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LULLABY OF A LOVER by GEORGE GASCOIGNE MARY'S GIRLHOOD (FOR A PICTURE): 1 by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI A MINUET ON REACHING THE AGE OF FIFTY by GEORGE SANTAYANA PRINCE ALDFRITH'S ITINERARY THROUGH IRELAND by ALDFRITH THE ORPHAN'S COMPLAINT by ANNABEL HANNA BANES TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. THE LOVER FAR ON THE HILLS by EDWARD CARPENTER |