Dirge Of The Three Queens Poem by William Shakespeare

Dirge Of The Three Queens

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URNS and odours bring away!
   Vapours, sighs, darken the day!
Our dole more deadly looks than dying;
   Balms and gums and heavy cheers,
   Sacred vials fill'd with tears,
And clamours through the wild air flying!

   Come, all sad and solemn shows,
   That are quick-eyed Pleasure's foes!
   We convent naught else but woes.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Emily Madden 25 January 2009

William shakespeare is my hero. He inspire me to start writing poetry.

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Kalyani Reddy 30 April 2012

Come, all sad and solemn shows, awesome

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Ciarli Ling 14 April 2012

Strong feelings expressed in the England fog of those days, but the Queens of England, the heavy and big Ladies, always appear in the England sky! A Pure feelings Poem.

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Brian Jani 26 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine out

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Ramesh T A 04 January 2019

What a moving poem of grief by the Great Shakespeare!

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Suryendu Chaudhury 03 November 2020

The note of pathos is striking.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 04 August 2019

" We convent naught else but woes" A great touching poem penned by the master craftsman.

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Edward Kofi Louis 04 January 2019

Clamours through the wild! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Darren Jkoeryo 04 January 2019

QUEEN OF HEARTS...................WONDERFUL POEM.

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