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Queen Elizabeth I

(1533-1603 / England)

When I Was Fair And Young


When I was fair and young, then favor graced me.
Of many was I sought their mistress for to be.
But I did scorn them all and answered them therefore:

Go, go, go, seek some other where; importune me no more.
How many weeping eyes I made to pine in woe,
How many sighing hearts I have not skill to show,
But I the prouder grew and still this spake therefore:

Go, go, go, seek some other where, importune me no more.
Then spake fair Venus’ son, that proud victorious boy,
Saying: You dainty dame, for that you be so coy,
I will so pluck your plumes as you shall say no more:

Go, go, go, seek some other where, importune me no more.
As soon as he had said, such change grew in my breast
That neither night nor day I could take any rest.
Wherefore I did repent that I had said before:
Go, go, go, seek some other where, importune me no more.

Submitted: Saturday, April 03, 2010

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  • Bronze Star - 6,774 Points * Sunprincess * (6/5/2014 7:12:00 PM)

    .............such a beautiful poem....believe he knew exactly what to say....
    ...........................~~~~~~ love love love ~~~~~~................................ (Report) Reply

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