A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
Ah, my lord, are the tidings true,
That thy mother’s jewels are shapen anew?
I hear that a bride has chosen been,
The stars consulted, the parents seen.
Had I been childless, had never there smiled
The brilliant eyes from the face of a child,
Then at least I had understood
This thing they tell me thou findest good.
But I have been down to the River of Death,
With painful footsteps and shuddering breath,
Seven times; thou hast daughters three,
And four young sons who are fair as thee.
I am not unlovely, over my head
Not twenty summers as yet have sped.
‘T is eleven years since my opening life
Was given to thee by my father’s wife.
Ah, those days–They were lovely to me,
When little and shy I waited for thee.
Till I locked my arms round my lover above,
A child in form but a woman in love.
And I bore thy sons, as a woman should,
Year by year, as is meet and good.
Thy mother was ever content with me–
And Oh, Beloved, I worshipped thee!
And now it’s over; alas, my lord,
Better I felt thy sharpest sword.
I hear she is youthful and fair as I
When I came to thee in the days gone by.
Her breasts are firmer; this bosom slips
Somewhat, weighted by children’s lips.
But they were thy children. Oh, lord my king,
Ah, why hast thy heart devised this thing ?
I am not as the women of this thy land,
Meek and timid, broken to hand.
From the distant North I was given to thee,
Whose daughters are passionate, fierce and free,
I could not dwell by a rival’s side,
I seek a bridegroom, as thou a bride.
The night she yieldeth her youth to thee,
Death shall take his pleasure in me.
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External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
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Poems in English
- Владимир Британишский – Феодосия, Керчь, Таганрог
- Владимир Британишский – Эх, из огня да в полымя
- Владимир Британишский – Этот вечер
- Владимир Британишский – Есть добрая, есть и дурная слава
- Владимир Британишский – Еретик
- Владимир Британишский – Емуртла
- Владимир Британишский – Екатеринбургский модерн
- Владимир Британишский – Единственный шаман, которого я видел
- Владимир Британишский – Дым отечества
- Владимир Британишский – Двуединство души
- Владимир Британишский – Другу
- Владимир Британишский – Дождик
- Владимир Британишский – Дороги
- Владимир Британишский – Дом (Время ведь с годами ведь)
- Владимир Британишский – Дом, как бог
- Владимир Британишский – Добравшись до водораздела
- Владимир Британишский – Девятое января
- Владимир Британишский – Державин был солдат
- Владимир Британишский – Дали ему дивизию
- Владимир Британишский – Далекая скрипка
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Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.