Your Majesty is welcome to a Fair; Such place, such men, such language, and such ware You must expect: with these, the zealous noise Of your land's faction, scandalized at toys, As babies, hobby-horses, puppet-plays, And such-like rage, whereof the petulant ways Yourself have known, and have been vext with long These for your sport, without particular wrong, Or just complaint of any private man, Who of himself, or shall think well, or can, The maker doth present: and hopes to-night To give you for a fairing true delight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRANES OF IBYCUS by EMMA LAZARUS THE RED TURTLENECK by KAREN SWENSON THE FAERY FOREST by SARA TEASDALE MADRIGAL by WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 93 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SONNET: 9 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE EBB AND FLOW by EDWARD TAYLOR |