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Queen Henrietta Maria (Author: Oscar Wilde)


  1. 1] In the lone tent, waiting for victory,
    2] She stands with eyes marred by the mists of pain,
    3] Like some wan lily overdrenched with rain:
    4] The clamorous clang of arms, the ensanguined sky,
    5] War's ruin, and the wreck of chivalry,
    6] To her proud soul no common fear can bring:
    7] Bravely she tarrieth for her Lord the King,
    8] Her soul a-flame with passionate ecstasy.

    O Hair of Gold! O Crimson Lips! O Face
    Made for the luring and the love of man!
    With thee I do forget the toil and stress,
    The loveless road that knows no resting place,
    Time's straitened pulse, the soul's dread weariness,
    My freedom and my life republican!