ON THE TOILET TABLE OF QUEEN MARIE- ANTOINETTE
THIS was her table, these her trim outspread
Brushes and trays and porcelain cups for red;
Here sate she, while her women tired and curled
The most unhappy head in all the world.
J.B.B. Nichols.
Poem written for the richest royal,
History has ever seen!
Kartikey

2 comments:
Sir, please give your interpretation to "stopping by woods on snowy evening" also
Sure.
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