Queen Elizabeth I…3

her regal regalness...

OK, just one more Queen Elizabeth the first… she’s so much fun to draw – what great outfits!

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

UPDATE: New poem from Tom!

This moment is the legacy
of long uncertain years
from Mother’s own beheading
to Father’s deathbed fears

My brother, sister, soon undone
by the Crown’s cold weight
while in the wings I bided
patient for my fate

To be the Queen of England’s Realm
and in my image shape
this septre’d isle, this seat of Mars,
in Peace be dusty draped

For though the future looms unknown
my youth has taught me well
that war is pointless, wasting lives,
it makes of Heaven, Hell

So though my reign may yet be long
and England’s needs be all
I’ll turn my will and shape my power
to cloak us from war’s fall.

Copyright (C) 2011 Tom Radcliffe

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