Poems (Jackson)/Wooed
voice all confident, I knelt and cried,Behold me at thy feet, O darling queen!I kiss, round lowest hem, thy robe of green;In all thy temples I have prophesied,And cast out devils in thy name. ConfideIn me. Lift up the veil that hangs betweenMy eyes and thy dear face. Tell me what meanThe voices of thy people."The voices of thy people."Far and wideThe lovely queen's sweet kingdoms lie. I foundMy way to follow her to utmost boundOf all; and listened, listened, nights and days,To every smallest sound on her highways;But could not once her golden sceptre reach,Nor win the secret of her people's speech.
WOOED.
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voice all confident, I knelt and cried,Behold me at thy feet, O darling queen!I kiss, round lowest hem, thy robe of green;In all thy temples I have prophesied,And cast out devils in thy name. ConfideIn me. Lift up the veil that hangs betweenMy eyes and thy dear face. Tell me what meanThe voices of thy people."The voices of thy people."Far and wideThe lovely queen's sweet kingdoms lie. I foundMy way to follow her to utmost boundOf all; and listened, listened, nights and days,To every smallest sound on her highways;But could not once her golden sceptre reach,Nor win the secret of her people's speech.