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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XVIII

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Alas, poor Queen of Beauty! In my heart <br />I could weep for you and your sad graceless doom. <br />You stand at my life's threshold in the part <br />Of king's chief jester in the ante--room, <br />And none more near the throne. You made us sport <br />According to your folly, and passed on, <br />And now you live with pension in Love's Court, <br />And privilege to jest and wear the crown. <br />Yes, I could weep for you. Your part it was <br />To strike the cymbals on a night sublime <br />For Love's first bridal dance. Alas, alas! <br />Time, the avenger of our manhood's prime, <br />Is gathering all life courtiers to his cell, <br />And you among the rest. So fare you well.<br /><br />Wilfrid Scawen Blunt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/esther-a-sonnet-sequence-xviii/

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