A Remembered Queen
If I could see that wild and warring Queen
Who lived here for a time, old histories claim;
If she, revisioned by my thought, could come!
Did voices walk the air, released from death,
Hers might be heard when, very late at night,
I turn the wireless on and catch no sound
But atmospheric cracklings, moans, and thuds.
Hers might be heard, associate with this ground
Whereon her house once stood. Eight hundred year
Are not so far, in terms of light from star.
Like moonlight on the low mist in the park
Is that remembered fierce twelfth-century Queen
Who lived here once, men say. If on the dark
I heard shrill Norman French and stood between
That utterance and eternity! If, so
Attuned, I could watch Queen Matilda go
Hunched on her horse across the crunching snow!
Who lived here for a time, old histories claim;
If she, revisioned by my thought, could come!
Did voices walk the air, released from death,
Hers might be heard when, very late at night,
I turn the wireless on and catch no sound
But atmospheric cracklings, moans, and thuds.
Hers might be heard, associate with this ground
Whereon her house once stood. Eight hundred year
Are not so far, in terms of light from star.
Like moonlight on the low mist in the park
Is that remembered fierce twelfth-century Queen
Who lived here once, men say. If on the dark
I heard shrill Norman French and stood between
That utterance and eternity! If, so
Attuned, I could watch Queen Matilda go
Hunched on her horse across the crunching snow!
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