Queen Elizabeth I…2

very regal...

Here she is again… a bit different this time. I’d like to think she’s showing another side of her personality. Let me know if you have a preference! Which version do you like better… or are they just different?

UPDATE: A new poem in from Tom in the comments!  He saw this portrait as showing the moment of being told of Robert Dudley’s death.

“My Queen, the Master of the Horse has fallen,
riding to the baths
in Derbyshire, he’s stumbled, fallen,
gone to God at last.

I bring his breath, his final words
for Royal ears alone:
his thoughts of you, love’s lonely words,
no sins to be atoned.

He said he loved you, always, ever,
yet knew you would not bend:
your Throne is all you need forever,
while his days quickly end.

Yet he asked to be remembered
in your Royal heart
for so long as you’re remembered
though he now must part.

What’s that, my Queen? Yes I will leave
and close the door behind,
and leave you here to softly grieve
your lover warm and kind.”

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

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4 Responses to “Queen Elizabeth I…2”

  1. This one seems a bit older than the previous one. The younger one seemed colder-hearted. Maybe she just grew bored with being in power for so long? Defeating the Spanish Armada must have been a high that was difficult to top, emotionally speaking.

  2. “My Queen, the Master of the Horse has fallen,
    riding to the baths
    in Derbyshire, he’s stumbled, fallen,
    gone to God at last.

    I bring his breath, his final words
    for Royal ears alone:
    his thoughts of you, love’s lonely words,
    no sins to be atoned.

    He said he loved you, always, ever,
    yet knew you would not bend:
    your Throne is all you need forever,
    while his days quickly end.

    Yet he asked to be remembered
    in your Royal heart
    for so long as you’re remembered
    though he now must part.

    What’s that, my Queen? Yes I will leave
    and close the door behind,
    and leave you here to softly grieve
    your lover warm and kind.”

    I see you as having caught her in the moment of being told of Robert Dudley’s death, stung by sudden sadness and perhaps even a little disoriented. The first picture is lovely, expressing her strength and resolve. This shows more of the cost. Quite beautiful.

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