Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

The Divine Right Of Kings - Poem by Edgar Allan Poe

The only king by right divine
Is Ellen King, and were she mine
I'd strive for liberty no more,
But hug the glorious chains I wore.

Her bosom is an ivory throne,
Where tyrant virtue reigns alone ;
No subject vice dare interfere,
To check the power that governs here.

O! would she deign to rule my fate,
I'd worship Kings and kingly state,
And hold this maxim all life long,
The King — my King — can do no wrong.

Form: Ballad

Comments about The Divine Right Of Kings by Edgar Allan Poe

  • Mark Arvizu (9/4/2014 2:01:00 PM)

    I think he liked her ;) (Report) Reply

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  • Mark Arvizu (9/4/2014 2:01:00 PM)

    I think he like her ;) (Report) Reply

  • Brian Jani (4/28/2014 3:28:00 AM)

    You surely know how to wrote, I like each and every poem of yours (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 26, 2010

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