William Cartwright

(1611-1643 / England)

On The Queen's Return From The Low Countries - Poem by William Cartwright

HALLOW the threshold, crown the posts anew!
   The day shall have its due.
Twist all our victories into one bright wreath,
   On which let honour breathe;
Then throw it round the temples of our Queen!
'Tis she that must preserve those glories green.

When greater tempests than on sea before
   Received her on the shore;
When she was shot at 'for the King's own good'
   By legions hired to blood;
How bravely did she do, how bravely bear!
And show'd, though they durst rage, she durst not fear.

Courage was cast about her like a dress
   Of solemn comeliness:
A gather'd mind and an untroubled face
   Did give her dangers grace:
Thus, arm'd with innocence, secure they move
Whose highest 'treason' is but highest love.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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