King's College Chapel Comments
When to the music of Byrd or Tallis,
The ruffed boys singing in the blackened stalls,
The candles lighting the small bones on their faces,
The Tudors stiff in marble on the walls.
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There comes to evensong Elizabeth or Henry, Rich with brocade, pearl, golden lilies, at the alter, The scarlet lions leaping on their bosoms, Pale royal hands fingering the crackling Psalter, Very fine poem. tony
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful piece of poetry written with conviction. Thanks for sharing..................
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12/5/2025 12:00:06 PM # 1.0.0
Proud in her red wig and green jewelled favours; They sit in their white lawn sleeves, as cool as history..........sophisticated life