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1909 · PDF PAGE 4

Alexandra

ALEXANDRA INTRODUCTORY PINDARIC ODE BY O.C. Alexandra ! Alexandra ! Lege ! non ero Cassandra. Ego scribam quæ me decet : Xenophon non nimis fecit. Alexandra ! Alexandra ! Non ero mala Cassandra. De te poetam, fac, ver, me ! Regne ! Vive ! Ama ! Germe ! Alexandra ! me inerme ! Regne ! Ama ! Germe ! Vive ! Ex ad te it cupido cive. Gratiam Deo demus mutuam In cubili si te futuam. Non ero mala Cassandra, Alexandra ! Alexandra !1 Mrs Cox’s Latinity is sometimes not quite up to Fleet Street mark : and these lines are decidedly not regular hexameters …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 9

Alexandra

4 ALEXANDRA NOTES : 1. Translation by Mr A.B. Waulkphast. Alexandra ! Alexandra ! Read ! I will not be a Cassandra. (i.e. a prophetess of evil.) I will write those things which become me : Xenophon (an ancient writer . . . ah ! did you once see Shelley plain ? in his extant mas- terpiece) did no more. Alexandra ! Alexandra ! I will not be a bad Cassandra. (i.e. a seer of future misfortunes.) O spring ! make me a poet (poetess) concerning thee ! Reign ! Live ! Love ! Be fruitful ! Alexandra ! I being unarmed. (Because Mrs Cox is a woman. Cf. Vol…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 6

Alexandra

ALEXANDRA ALEXANDRA I. The sixty summers that have rolled away Since first thy fame by bard and sage was sung Leave thee to England and to us to-day Still fair and young. II. I saw thee limned in all the robes and pearls, Diamonds and ermine that proclaim thee queen : Thou wast (or I know nothing about girls) Barely eighteen.2 . . . . . . VII. Thy royal Edward’s undivided love Hath been thy lifelong privilege, ’tis true ! Still, is he not, though us so far above, Our Edward too ? . . . . . . XII. Why did the heathen Hindoo’s loyal roar Acclaim …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 8

Alexandra

ALEXANDRA 3 Nan, Olga, Prudence, Queenie, we say “ Sorry ! ” And turn away. XXX Even from Rose, Sal, Tabs, Ulrica, Violet, Winnie, Xantippe, Yolande, Zaza, we Turn like the magnet to the sailor’s eyelet21 To thee — to thee.22 XXXIII Hell . . . Desunt cetera

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1909 · PDF PAGE 13

Alexandra

8 ALEXANDRA We xylo Xavier, we X-ray Xerxes, This is a vision like a drunken Turk sees : We yammer of Yvonne, we yell Yolande, This is weak tea to Alexandra’s brandy : We zeal for Zelma, zig-zag after Zaza, No ! happiness is never à la casa : 19. The loved disciple is perhaps St John. But Patmos is a rocky, not a wooded, island. Obscure. 20. Not a painted miniature, of course. More probably a black and white reproduction, or possi- bly a coloured one, of a sketch or photo- graph. Only the gentlemen and noblemen about the court would be in a pos…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 10

Alexandra

ALEXANDRA 5 6. v. I. You with your smile . . . with that smile. 7. v. I. encouragedst. 8. v. I. all the savants . . . in their trappy caverns . . . all the Magi . . . (Oh anthropophagi !) 9. v. I. to ‘ meliorate.’ 10. It is an open secret that the late Herbert Spencer was solely inspired in his laborious la- bours by a desire to gratify his august though be- witching sovereign. It is related that in his early days as a student Her Majesty was visiting the school where he studied. “ What are you doing, Herbert ? ” asked the beautiful but insouci…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 12

Alexandra

ALEXANDRA 7 We kiss Kathleen, we knock up Katherina, Like Bonaparte’s success at Beresina, We leer at Lilian, we long for Lottie, This is admittedly extremely dotty : We maunder of Marie, we miaul of Molly, (As in text) We nuzzle up to Norah, we nudge Nancy, All this is but the play of idle fancy : We ogle Olive, we oblate to Olga, This dodge is vain as dreams upon the Volga : We quiz Querida, quarrel over Queenie, (As for I) We rave of Rowena, we rant of Rachel, All’s a mirage like sailors see in Seychelles : We sing of Sue, we serenade Selina…

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1909 · PDF PAGE 7

Alexandra

2 ALEXANDRA XIX. Thou with thy smile6 encouraged7 all the sages8 Who strove to alleviate9 man’s bitter lot :10 Thou saved11 the pigeons in their trappy cages, From being shot.12 XXIV. Marriage declines (our sobbing statesmen13 own) The birthrate shows mysterious decay : ’Tis that each loyal bosom knows alone Thy single sway. XXV. Maidens and wives14 take tribute of our days : We love them (nous leur jurons nos grands dieux !) ’Tis but (in von Krafft-Ebing’s pregnant phrase) Faute de mieux. XXVI. With wives and sweethearts for awhile we dally : …

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1909 · PDF PAGE 11

Alexandra

6 ALEXANDRA 17. Probably waving to the distant shores of be- loved Albion. But “ friendless, coinless ” suggests rather the dead-beat than the Indian, or Colonial official. 18. vv. II. We ask for Anne, we argue over Ada, All is foredoomed to fail ; like the Armada : We bleat of Barbara, we brawl of Bertha, All this is like an edict of Jugurtha. We cuddle Clara, we caress Corinna, They are not worth the simple “ Ta’ ala hinna ! ” We chatter of Chilperic, we chirp of Cholly, (As in text) We drivel of Dorine, we drone of Dolly, (As in text) We eul…

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