Queens By J. M. Synge

Queens By J. M. Synge Seven dog-days we let passNaming Queens in Glenmacnass,All the rare and royal namesWormy sheepskin yet retains,Etain, Helen, Maeve, and Fand,Golden Deirdre’s tender hand,Bert, the big-foot, sung by Villon,Cassandra, Ronsard found in Lyon.Queens of Sheba, Meath and Connaught,Coifed with crown, or gaudy bonnet,Queens whose finger once did stir men,Queens were eaten […]