Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Queen Elizabeth I - 1554 - 1582 Her own poetry + a few portraits

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1580 Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 Unknown Artist after Zuccarro


COMPOSED 1554-5

Much suspected by me,
Nothing proved can be,
Quoth Elizabeth prisoner.



1590 Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 Unknown Artist Jesus College Oxford


WRITTEN ON A WALL AT WOODSTOCK, 1554-5

Oh Fortune, thy wresting wavering state
Hath fraught with cares my troubled wit,
Whose witness this present prison late
Could bear, where once was joy's loan quit.
Thou causedst the guilty to be loosed
From bands where innocents were inclosed,
And caused the guiltless to be reserved,
And freed those that death had well deserved.
But all herein can be nothing wrought,
So God send to my foes all they have thought.



1590s Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 with a Fan, Unknown Artist


WRITTEN IN HER FRENCH PSALTER, 1554-5

No crooked leg, no bleared eye,
No part deformed out of kind,
Nor yet so ugly half can be
As is the inward suspicious mind.



1592 Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 Unknown Artist


THE DOUBT OF FUTURE FOES, 1568-70

The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy,
And wit me warns to shun such snares as threaten mine annoy;
For falsehood now doth flow, and subjects' faith doth ebb,
Which should not be if reason ruled or wisdom weaved the web.
But clouds of joys untried do cloak aspiring minds,
Which turn to rain of late repent by changed course of winds.
The top of hope supposed the root upreared shall be,
And fruitless all their grafted guile, as shortly ye shall see.
The dazzled eyes with pride, which great ambition blinds,
Shall be unsealed by worthy wights whose foresight falsehood finds.
The daughter of debate that discord aye doth sow
Shall reap no gain where former rule still peace hath taught to know.
No foreign banished wight shall anchor in this port;
Our realm brooks not seditious sects, let them elsewhere resort.
My rusty sword through rest shall first his edge employ
To poll their tops that seek such change or gape for future joy.



1592 Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 Artist Unknown


THAT WHICH OUR SOVEREIGN LADY WROTE IN DEFIANCE OF FORTUNE, 1568-70

Never think you fortune can bear the sway
Where virtue's force can cause her to obey.



1592 Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 Unknown Artist


ON MONSIEUR'S DEPARTURE, 1582

I grieve and dare not show my discontent,
I love and yet am forced to seem to hate,
I do, yet dare not say I ever meant,
I seem stark mute but inwardly do prate.
I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned,
Since from myself another self I turned.
My care is like my shadow in the sun,
Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it,
Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.
His too familiar care doth make me rue it.
No means I find to rid him from my breast,
Till by the end of things it be supprest.
Some gentler passion slide into my mind,
For I am soft and made of melting snow;
Or be more cruel, love, and so be kind.
Let me or float or sink, be high or low.
Or let me live with some more sweet content,
Or die and so forget what love ere meant.



1592 Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 with a Fan, Unknown Artist
 


1592 Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 with a Fan, Unknown Artist



1592 Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603, Unknown Artist



1598 Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 with the Cardinal & Theological Virtues Unknown Artist



1600 Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 Unknown Artist



1600+ Queen Elizabeth I 1533-1603 Unknown Artist

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