The Virgin Queen

My care is like my shadow
Laid bare beneath the sun
It follows me at all times
And flies when I pursue it!

I freeze and yet am always burned
Since from myself I always turn
I love and yet am forced to hate
I seem stark mute inside I prate!

My care is like my shadow
Laid bare beneath the sun
It follows me at all times
And flies when I pursue it!

I love and yet am forced to hate
I seem stark mute inside I prate!
Some gentler love doth ease itself
Into my open heart
For I am soft and made of snow
Love be more cruel, or so be kind!



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Benjamin Phipps
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