A Queen's Love
A Queens’s love
Thick palace walls where lichen grows,
And battlements in deep dark shade,
Watch o’er the lady in the tower.
Although her heart already knows,
She keeps the vow that she has made
And sits alone within her bower.
As sunset hues of golden glows.
And shadows fall in daylight fade
The queen mourns for her forest flower*.
On Flodden field his life blood flows.
Her king the final price has paid.
His body broken, battle ower*.
His life, the king, gave for his cause
The truest king that ever was.
4stanzas x3 lines and a couplet. abc abc abc abc dd
James1V—Married Margaret, sister of Henry V111of England
Queen Margaret’s bower, where she sat, can still be seen at Linlithgow palace.
• Ower----Scot’s tongue for over.
• The Flowers of the Forest---by Jean Elliot, a song of lament for the men who died at
Flodden
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