Now wouldn't I like to be there to see You throned in your May Day festivity! And isn't it quite the most charming thing That the crown will be placed on your head by a King! Queer Bess! Was there ever so regal a name! But don't play up to the ancient dame; She was given to oaths and smutty jokes, And would box the ears of the lesser folks. Well, you've earned your royalty, Bessie Hawes; And you're more than a queen of the May because You're real. (That's Spanish of "royal" too.) And it's Maytime always to think of you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BOOK OF MARTYRS by EMILY DICKINSON HERMES OF THE WAYS by HILDA DOOLITTLE TO AMARANTHA, THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVEL HER HAIR by RICHARD LOVELACE MAIDEN MELANCHOLY by RAINER MARIA RILKE THE BOATMAN by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE RAINBOW [IN THE SKY] by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH IMAGES: 3 by RICHARD ALDINGTON DECLASSE by ANNA EMILIA BAGSTAD THE COMPLAINT OF POETIE, FOR THE DEATH OF LIBERALITE by RICHARD BARNFIELD |