Queen Elizabeth I
Queen Elizabeth I Poems
|1.||The Doubt of Future Foes||5/17/2001|
|2.||Written in her French Psalter||5/17/2001|
|3.||In Defiance of Fortune||5/17/2001|
|4.||Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock||5/17/2001|
|5.||Written on a Wall at Woodstock||5/17/2001|
|6.||On Monsieur's Departure||4/3/2010|
|7.||When I Was Fair And Young||4/3/2010|
|9.||Ah, Silly Pug, Wert Thou So Sore Afraid||4/3/2010|
Oh, Fortune! how thy restlesse wavering state
Hath fraught with cares my troubled witt!
Witnes this present prisonn, whither fate
Could beare me, and the joys I quitt.
Thou causedest the guiltie to be losed
From bandes, wherein are innocents inclosed:
Causing the guiltles to be straite reserved,
And freeing those that death had well deserved.
But by her envie can be nothing wroughte,