Dirge of the Three Queens

By William Shakespeare

1564-1616


URNS and odours bring away!
         Vapours, sighs, darken the day!
Our dole more deadly looks than dying;
         Balms and gums and heavy cheers,
         Sacred vials fill'd with tears,
And clamours through the wild air flying!

         Come, all sad and solemn shows,
         That are quick-eyed Pleasure's foes!
         We convent naught else but woes.

DayPoems Poem No. 144
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