There was never a Queen like Balkis, As you would talk to a friend. There was never a King like Solomon, As a man would talk to a man. She was Queen of Sabæa And he was Asia's Lord But they both of 'em talked to butterflies When they took their walks abroad! The Butterfly That Stamped. THE LOOKING-GLASS (A Country Dance) QUEEN Bess was Harry's daughter. Stand forward partners all! In ruff and stomacher and gown She danced King Philip down-a, down, And left her shoe to show 'twas true— (The very tune I'm playing you) In Norgem at Brickwall!1 The Queen was in her chamber, and she was middling old, Queen Bess was Harry's daughter. Now hand your partners all! 'A pair of Queen Elizabeth's shoes are still at Brickwall House, Northiam, Sussex. The Queen was in her chamber, a-combing of her hair. There came Queen Mary's spirit and It stood behind her chair, Singing "Backward and forward and sideways may you pass, Queen Bess was Harry's daughter. Now turn your partners all! The Queen was in her chamber, a-weeping very sore, There came Lord Leicester's spirit and It scratched upon the door, Singing "Backward and forward and sideways may you pass, Queen Bess was Harry's daughter. Now kiss your partners all! The Queen was in her chamber, her sins were on her head. THE QUEEN'S MEN VALOUR and Innocence Have latterly gone hence. To certain death by certain shame attended. Envy-ah! even to tears! The fortune of their years Which, though so few, yet so divinely ended. Scarce had they lifted up Life's full and fiery cup, Than they had set it down untouched before them. Before their day arose They beckoned it to close Close in confusion and destruction o'er them. They did not stay to ask What prize should crown their task Well sure that prize was such as no man strives for; But passed into eclipse, Her kiss upon their lips Even Belphoebe's, whom they gave their lives for! THE CITY OF SLEEP OVER VER the edge of the purple down, Know ye the road to the Merciful Town We wakeful; ah, pity us!— We must go back with Policeman Day- Weary they turn from the scroll and crown, Fetter and prayer and plough They that go up to the Merciful Town, It is their right in the Baths of Night But we-pity us! ah, pity us! We wakeful; oh, pity us!— We must go back with Policeman Day- Over the edge of the purple down, Look-we may look-at the Merciful Town, But we may not enter in! Outcasts all, from her guarded wall Back to our watch we creep: We—pity us! ah, pity us! We wakeful; oh, pity us!— We that go back with Policeman Day-- "HELEN ALL ALONE" THERE was darkness under Heaven Darkness that we knew was given Sun and moon and stars were hid, When Helen came to me, she did, Side by side (because our fate Looking for the Earth. Hand in pulling hand amid Fear no dreams have known, Helen ran with me, she did, Helen all alone! When the Horror passing speech Each laid hold on each, and each When, at last, we heard those Fires Dull and die away, When, at last, our linked desires When, at last, our souls were rid Let her go and find a mate, |