THERE was an aged monarch, His heart was sad, his head was grey; This poor and aged monarch A young wife married one day. There was a handsome page, too, Fair was his hair, and light his mien; The silken train he carried Of the aforesaid young Queen. Dost know the ancient ballad? It sounds so sweet, it sounds so sad! They both of them must perish, For too much affection they had. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MARRIAGE A LA MODE: SONG by JOHN DRYDEN SHILLIN' A DAY by RUDYARD KIPLING RETURNING, WE HEAR THE LARKS by ISAAC ROSENBERG SONNETS ON PICTURES: MARY MAGDALEN AT THE DOOR OF SIMON THE PHARISEE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE TWO GLASSES by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX MORGUE: 2. LOVELY CHILDHOOD by GOTTFRIED BENN |