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About the Throne the Thunder Rolls
Wyatt


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I'm told I'm meant to love you.
HA but what is love in this time of ours,
But schemes and lies to gain the upper hand.
And yet although I wish to hate you,
You that determine my fate,
You the reason I can not love on my own.
I can't.
You consume me as much as I you.
Is it infatuation,
My mind convincing my heart to love you.
Perhaps to protect my soul?
No how can it be when,
You ignite the fire in my soul,
You causing me to look deeper in my heart.
To find I love you,
And yet, oh how I know you will decive me.
Look at how you decive yourself.
How can you love me?
Truely love me, if you loved another just as deep,
And you deny her your love anymore.
You will do the same to me,
And yet, oh I can not protect my heart any longer.
I have fallen to far, too deep
I am doomed!
(just a little interpretation of what might have gone through anne's head or what might have if she only knew her fate)


The Tudors Fan Art - The Tudors WikiCreated By: Angeldove57657
Henry, Darling, it’s your precious Anne.
He pretends to ignore me, but I know he hears.
He pretends to forget all those tense, waiting years,
When marrying me was his only plan.
I remember once pulling a King of Hearts from the deck.
Against the old queen, ‘twas my strongest card.
Now ‘tis I who am under guard,
Waiting, ever waiting, to lose my neck.
He’ll see my head chopped off, like a doomed mother hen,
The long thin neck of his dear, loving wife,
Who he yearned to marry for seven years of his life,
Because of false accusations by evil men.
Once upon a time, we danced under a silver moon,
The heavens smiling down in praise,
As our passion made us swoon.
‘Twas then that I was the most beloved Queen
Loved by his Majesty King Henry,
But now ‘tis jane Seymour who gets to preen.
What happened to “Noli me tangere, for Caesar’s I am”?
The days when even Jane called me “Ma’am?”
Woe, now I’m condemned,
Im to die without justice
And my world is crumbling under my feet
storm of destruction killing them all
my hands soaked in blood
plese, not my fault
then whose
five inocent men
my brother
for me
god

Created by: queen_elizabeth_1533


Henry's Last Words
Created by Howardfan (Juliette)


Katherine of Aragon
Mistress of Aragon, I bid you take your leave
For our Mariage is annulled
And no more shall we conceive
My lady beauty waits for me
to take her by the hand
And lead her into matrimony
To rule with me, this land
Your days were long, our love was strong

but now you anger me
With your refusal and your faith
Has been your downfall upon thee

Katherine of Aragon
Anne Boleyn
My lady nan I fear you
And so your death must be
I no longer feel the joy
Or lust within your company
Betrayed and belittled was I
You made me out the fool
Now it is you dark woman
Who must suffer cruel
For time to be reversed
This is my honest plea

for if this were so
You and I would never have be

Anne Boleyn
Jane seymour
My lady fair, my sweetest delight
My joy without compare
I shall no longer have the pleasures due
Resting in your golden hair
A son you bore with able steed
Fullfilling gods great plan
He remains our little king
While I remain yours in hand
The lord has caused great sorrow
While he combined this with great joy
My true wife lay as buried
While we rejoice in this boy
Jane
Anne of cleves
Fate had cast a shadow
I cried "has thou forsaken me?"
Betrayed and lied to cruelly
about this awful mare from cleves
Cromwell hath paid for this ghastly mistake
The devil I knew his soul to take
Anne of cleves, dismissed from my bed
Anne this woman, had kept her head
Oh sister to me was this anne
Like mary rose so dear
While not the beauty mary was
She remains compliant and of cheerJoss Stone as Anna of Cleves



Kitty Howard
Long before my passion soured
I bid farewell to Mistress howard
I gave my heart so willingly
In her innocence I beleived
Her beauty was her virtue
Alas, I was deceived
Another man had won her heart
Before I even knew her
Already laiden with two men
I cried my time be through with her
While accusations flew so rampent
I did not want to beleive
Then I heard of Culpepper
My mind could not conceive
While Jane remain my one true wife
My naughty little kitty stays the love of my life

when Kitty howard is cast I shall add her character picture, until now heres a cute icon
Kitty HowardKatherine howard icon doll
Katherine parr
A woman of kindness
Twice widowed before
While the sadness of her loss is there
This woman reamined demure
Strong in her beleifs, a test of trust was she
Good natured with my children
So for the while I let her be
My sickness and my old age
They close in on me so
I know of my new Queens beleifs
But I do not have her go
Arrested and then pardoned
This was the fate of Queen Parr
I leave her soon a widow
But oh will I leave a scar?
catherine parrQueen Catherine Parr

Dowager Queen of protestant faith
Thomas Seymour took her eye
She did not let him in until
The king had came to die
Finally happy, or was this really so?
Her New marriage ended in child bearing death
While her husband on the scaffold, with their child left to grow
henry & anne bPoem to Anne Boleyn
(written by
Howardfan)


1531

On my knees and in despair
I cry aloud "My lady fare"
Save me from my inner ache
My heart is now all yours to take
Such a maiden to do this to me
Oh such a love that was meant to be
My old love has wilted, and dried like the flower
I pray you to kiss me and make rid of the sour
A coronation grand awaits you as you keep
Your virtue will belong to me, and i shant need to weep
A beautiful life awaits you my dear
One so much more than that of past year
I am yours forever you shall never be in despair
The night and day shall have no fear
Your green sleeves remain mine to cherish
You day is long for this world, with me you shant perish

Yours in all the splendour of this fragile world


Henry

Anne & Henry

Cromwell on the scaffold

CROMWELLS PLEA

Did my hard work serve you well?
Was not my name on your lips swell?
I toiled and strived, I searched and I prayed
I did of my Soverign King and only obeyed
Riches and wealth were granted his to share
No more should Papists claim, for it is not there

The marriage I had you, the marriage to keep
Peace in the realm, oh how I weep
Alone in the tower, a bible in hand
The horrid execution, scheduled at your command
Oh my Loving King, how do you beleive
The rumors of the catholic realm, and what they have
conceived?

I die a traitor, I once was well loved
Chancellor and Secretary
I ros
e higher above
Now I am struck, killed like the game
The arrow has hit me, I am now as the lame

A traitors death, so fitting they cry
Several strokes infront of cruel eye
They laught, they mock, the jeer and they spit
My life may have ended, but i will not burn in the pit

Save me lord, king of all kings
Save me from persecution and the devils spike that stings

The king cannot condem my soul
Hell cannot be altered
If i ask for thine forgivness
My faith can not be faltered

They remember my name
In the year of my death
July 1540 Cromwell's last breath


(written by Howardfan)



Your Humble Servant
(to the tune of Greensleeves) Anne to Henry
by Sara Porter
The Tudors Fan Poetry - The Tudors Wiki



Beseech me lord
You kill me so
With eyes of blue
And heart so cold

If I should die
To be forsake'd
I'd die 'thin hours
Of my dismay

If love renewe'd
Would you be mine
My virtue true
I hold to thine

My lord my love for you is true
My heart prolong and breaketh for you

(added by annaboleyna)

Reina Catalina
(in Spanish, to Catherine of Aragon)
imatge by lupinskitty
Catalina está estirada,
bellas flores la rodean,
corazón que aún resiste,
si su aliento aún no cesa
es que lucha por su vida.
Si la encuentran, la rodean,
rodeada Catalina,
y sólo recuerdos quedan
de lo que antes fue una vida.
Catalina, reina buena,
lo que antes era jaula de oro,
ahora prisión sin brecha;
de lo que fue felicidad
ahora sólo queda tristeza.
Sí, su vida está perdida;
Catalina, pronto muerta.






(written by
LadyKatta)










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howardfan the poems so far 3 Jul 10 2009, 6:22 PM EDT by howardfan
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Im loving the poems lol and i must say i have outdone myself with the cromwell poem, lol i love it
but i am glad im not the only one who has written some
i hope there are more additions, this is one of my fave pages on the wiki

poetry writing is my fave thing to do on this site ^_^
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