NEWS, news, news, my gossiping friends! I have wonderful news to tell. A lady, by me, her compliments sends; And this is the news from Hell: The Devil is dead. He died resigned, Though somewhat opprest by cares; But his wife, my friends, is a woman of mind, And looks after her lord's affairs. I have just come back from that wonderful place, And kist hands with the Queen down there; But I cannot describe Her Majesty's face, It has filled me so with despair. The place is not what you might suppose: It is worse in some respects. But all that I heard there, I must not disclose, For the lady that told me objects. The laws of the land are not Salique, But the King never dies, of course; The new Queen is young, and pretty, and @3chic@1, There are women, I think, that are worse. But however that be, one thing I know, And this I am free to tell; The Devil, my friends, is a woman, just now; 'T is a woman that reigns in Hell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE MAN-OF-WAR-BIRD by WALT WHITMAN DERELICT; A REMINISCENCE OF R.L.S.'S TREASURE ISLAND by YOUNG EWING ALLISON TRISTRAM AND ISEULT by MATTHEW ARNOLD LANGUID SEPTEMBER by ANNE MILLAY BREMER QUEEN GUENEVERE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON AH, WOE IS ME! MY MOTHER DEAR by ROBERT BURNS |