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| Source: Public Domain |
Queen Anne’s
Lace
By Mary Leslie
Newton
Queen Anne, Queen Anne, has washed her lace
(She chose a summer day)
And hung it in a grassy place
To whiten, if it may.
Queen Anne, Queen Anne, has left it there,
And slept the dewy night;
Then waked, to find the sunshine fair,
And all the meadows white.
Queen Anne, Queen Anne, is dead and gone
(She died a summer’s day),
But left her lace to whiten on
Each weed-entangled way.
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| Poor Queen Anne--you should access the above Wikipedia site and read about her. It is really sad, tragic even. |
