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NPM #11 – Fotheringhay

April 11, 2016

Mary%20mourningAlas what am I? What use has my life?
I am but a body whose heart’s torn away,
A vain shadow, an object of misery
Who has nothing left but death-in-life.
O my enemies, set your envy all aside;
I’ve no more eagerness for high domain;
I’ve borne too long the burden of my pain
To see your anger swiftly satisfied.
And you, my friends who have loved me so true,
Remember, lacking health and heart and peace,
There is nothing worthwhile that I can do;
Ask only that my misery should cease
And that, being punished in a world like this,
I have my portion in eternal bliss.

-Mary, Queen of Scots

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3 Comments leave one →
  1. April 11, 2016 8:12 am

    Love that you have posted about this! I have a book of Mary’s poems and they are very moving. Bronte

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