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.





Related poetry:
- In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess, Queen ELIZABETH Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky […]...
- An Epitaph On A Child Of Queen Elizabeth's Chapel Weep with me, all you that read This little story; And know, for whom a tear you shed Death’s self […]...
- Queen Henrietta Maria (To Ellen Terry) In the lone tent, waiting for victory, She stands with eyes marred by the mists of pain, […]...
- The Queen's Men Valour and Innocence Have latterly gone hence To certain death by certain shame attended. Envy ah! even to tears! The […]...
- The Ringlet ‘Your ringlets, your ringlets, That look so golden-gay, If you will give me one, but one, To kiss it night […]...
- Elizabeth Childers Dust of my dust, And dust with my dust, O, child who died as you entered the world, Dead with […]...
- THE MAIDEN SPEAKS How grave thou loookest, loved one! wherefore so? Thy marble image seems a type of thee; Like it, no sign […]...
- Simon the Cyrenian Speaks He never spoke a word to me, And yet He called my name; He never gave a sign to me, […]...
- To Elizabeth Ward Perkins Dear Bessie, would my tired rhyme Had force to rise from apathy, And shaking off its lethargy Ring word-tones like […]...
- Caught in a Net Upon her breast her hands and hair Were tangled all together. The moon of June forbade me not – The […]...
- Still I Rise You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt […]...
- THE BEGGAR TO MAB, THE FAIRY QUEEN Please your Grace, from out your store Give an alms to one that’s poor, That your mickle may have more. […]...
- To the Queen AS those who pass the Alps do say, The Rocks which first oppose their way, And so amazing-High do show, […]...
- Psalm 49 The rich sinner’s death, and the saint’s resurrection. Why do the proud insult the poor, And boast the large estates […]...
- Queen Hilda of Virland PART I Queen Hilda rode along the lines, And she was young and fair; And forward on her shoulders fell […]...
- Psalm 44 v.1-8,8,15-26 C. M. The church’s complaint in persecution. Lord, we have heard thy works of old, Thy works of power […]...
- Psalm 119 part 1 The blessedness of saints, and misery of sinners. Ver. 1-3 Blest are the undefiled in heart, Whose ways are right […]...
- The Author Of The Jesus Papers Speaks In my dream I milked a cow, The terrible udder Like a great rubber lily Sweated in my fingers And […]...
- The shakes now pay attention (said the teacher) And look up here The children looked up This is william shakespeare Four centuries […]...
- The Negro Speaks Of Rivers I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human […]...