Monday, February 25, 2008

Elizabeth's poetry

I've been delving into the Elizabethan period recently, mostly by watching three movies about her life (about which more as soon as I finish the third one). The soundtrack to one of the movies I saw, The Virgin Queen, had a song based on a poem she wrote, which I found I quite enjoyed.

I grieve and dare not show my discontent,
I love and yet am forced to seem to hate,
I do, yet dare not say I ever meant,
I seem stark mute but inwardly do prate.
I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned,
Since from myself another self I turned.

My care is like my shadow in the sun,
Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it,
Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.
His too familiar care doth make me rue it.
No means I find to rid him from my breast,
Till by the end of things it be supprest.

Some gentler passion slide into my mind,
For I am soft and made of melting snow;
Or be more cruel, love, and so be kind.
Let me or float or sink, be high or low.
Or let me live with some more sweet content,
Or die and so forget what love ere meant.


Mimi said...

On the Cd? Ooooh, I should get that!

MaureenE said...

Yes, it is on the CD. I am going to buy it eventually, but I have to decide whether to use ALL of my Borders gift card to get it, or buy several books instead. It's a very difficult decision.

Mimi said...

Oh those are hard decisions. I know how it goes.