Anne Killigrew

(1660- 16 June 1685 / London)

Herodias' Daughter Presenting To Her Mother St. John's Head In A Charger, Also Painted By Her Self - Poem by Anne Killigrew

Behold, dear Mother, who was late our Fear,
Disarm'd and Harmless, I present you here;
The Tongue ty'd up, that made all Jury quake,
And which so often did our Greatness shake;

No Terror sits upon his Awful Brow,
Where Fierceness reign'd, there Calmness triumphs now;
As Lovers use, he gazes on my Face,
With Eyes that languish, as they sued for Grace;
Wholly subdu'd by my Victorious Charms,
See how his Head reposes in my Arms.
Come, joyn then with me in my just Transport,
Who thus have brought the Hermite to the Court.


Comments about Herodias' Daughter Presenting To Her Mother St. John's Head In A Charger, Also Painted By Her Self by Anne Killigrew

  • Rookie - 178 Points Brian Jani (6/23/2014 10:38:00 AM)

    Terror sits upon his Awful Brow that's a nice line right there (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, March 2, 2012


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