William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Dirge Of The Three Queens - Poem by William Shakespeare

URNS and odours bring away!
   Vapours, sighs, darken the day!
Our dole more deadly looks than dying;
   Balms and gums and heavy cheers,
   Sacred vials fill'd with tears,
And clamours through the wild air flying!

   Come, all sad and solemn shows,
   That are quick-eyed Pleasure's foes!
   We convent naught else but woes.


Comments about Dirge Of The Three Queens by William Shakespeare

  • Brian Jani Brian Jani (4/26/2014 4:42:00 AM)

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  • Kalyani Reddy Kalyani Reddy (4/30/2012 10:53:00 PM)

    Come, all sad and solemn shows,
    awesome (Report) Reply

  • Ciarli Ling (4/14/2012 4:27:00 AM)

    Strong feelings expressed in the England fog of those days, but the Queens of England, the heavy and big Ladies, always appear in the England sky! A Pure feelings Poem. (Report) Reply

  • Emily Madden (1/25/2009 2:26:00 PM)

    William shakespeare is my hero. He inspire me to start writing poetry. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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