The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction - Volume 19, No. 539, March 24, 1832 by Various
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In ev'ry other star or sun, or world;
If kings could be my subjects, and that I Could call such pow'r and such a world my own, I would not take it from a woman's hand. Fame is my mistress, madam, and my sword The only friend I ever wooed her with. I hate all honours smelling of the distaff, And, by this light, would as lief wear a spindle Hung round my neck, as thank a lady's hand For any favour greater than a kiss.-- QUEEN. And how, if such a woman loved you,--how If, while she crown'd your proud ambition, she Could crown her own ungovernable passion, And felt that all this earth possess'd, and she Could give, were all too little for your love? Oh good, my lord! there may be such a woman. BOURBON (_aside._) Amazement! can it be, sweet Margaret-- That she has read our love?--impossible!--and yet-- That lip ne'er wore so sweet a smile!--it is. That look _is_ pardon and acceptance! (_aloud_)-- speak. (_He falls at the Queen's feet._) Madam, in pity speak but one word more,-- Who is that woman? |
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