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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
QUEEN BERTHA, by PHILIPPE-SIRICE BRIDEL First Line: Thy name is ever blest Last Line: As in our hearts, -- for thou art there! Subject(s): Payerne, Switzerland | |||
THY name is ever blest, Thy memory ever fair, And peaceful be thy sainted rest, Beloved queen! in earth's cold breast As in our hearts, -- for thou art there! With thine own hand thou didst the spindle guide! Thy royal hand, that oft a sceptre bore. Instructress of the hamlet! and the pride And solace of the city: yet not more A model for the great ones of the earth Than for the dwellers round the poor man's hearth! Ah! who that reads the tale of days gone by But loves to turn, -- yet turns with half a sigh Back to the good old times, the golden age When first thy name sheds brightness o'er the page! Times full of teaching for those yet to run, When Bertha on her palfrey rode and spun. Thy name is ever blest, Thy memory ever fair, And peaceful be thy sainted rest, Beloved queen! in earth's cold breast As in our hearts, -- for thou art there! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A DEAD CHILD by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES HER LETTER by FRANCIS BRET HARTE WILL (1) by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX THE CASE OF DOMINEERING JOHN ALEXIS UPHAM by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS S. PHILIP YE DEACON by JOSEPH BEAUMONT TO MY OLD COAT by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER THE PICTURE OF A FINE GENTLEMAN by SOPHIA (RAYMOND) BURRELL PASSAGES FROM A POEM: THE NEW WORLD by WITTER BYNNER |
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