Her Majesty
SYNDEVIL
'was thus despair in blood and brain
Her frenzy made heartrending;
And all the day her tongue profane
Was cursing and contending.
She wrung her hands, she beat her breast,
Until the sun had gone to rest--
Until the lights nocturnal
Shone out on fields eternal.
Gottfried August Burger,
Lenora
Give blood to Queen Synvamp
here!