English poetry

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Queen Elizabeth Speaks

My hands were stained with blood, my heart was
Proud and cold,
My soul is black with shame. . . but I gave Shakespeare gold.
So after aeons of flame, I may, by grace of God,
Rise up to kiss the dust that Shakespeare’s feet have trod.


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Poem Queen Elizabeth Speaks - Joyce Kilmer