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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
QUEENS, by JOHN MILLINGTON SYNGE Poet's Biography First Line: Seven dog-days we let pass Last Line: Of all are living, or have been. Alternate Author Name(s): Synge, J. M. Subject(s): Courts & Courtiers; Women | |||
Seven dog-days we let pass Naming Queens in Glenmacnass, All the rare and royal names Wormy sheepskin yet retains: Etain, Helen, Maeve and Fand, Golden Deirdre's tender hand; Bert, the big-foot, sung by Villon, Cassandra, Ronsard found in Lyon. Queens of Sheba, Meath and Connaught, Coifed with crown, or gaudy bonnet; Queens whose finger once did stir men, Queens were eaten of fleas and vermin, Queens men drew like Monna Lisa, Or slew with drugs in Rome and Pisa. We named Lucrezia Crivelli, And Titian's lady with amber belly, Queens acquainted with in learned sin, Jane of Jewry's slender shin: Queens who cut the bogs of Glanna, Judith of Scripture, and Gloriana, Queens who wasted the East by proxy, Or drove the ass-cart, a tinker's doxy. Yet these are rotten - I ask their pardon - And we've the sun on rock and garden; These are rotten, so you're the Queen Of all are living, or have been. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ARISTOTLE TO PHYLLIS by JOHN HOLLANDER A WOMAN'S DELUSION by SUSAN HOWE JULIA TUTWILER STATE PRISON FOR WOMEN by ANDREW HUDGINS THE WOMEN ON CYTHAERON by ROBINSON JEFFERS TOMORROW by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD LADIES FOR DINNER, SAIPAN by KENNETH KOCH GOODBYE TO TOLERANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV A QUESTION by JOHN MILLINGTON SYNGE |
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