A monologue, as from a drama in verse, in which a servant warns a would-be courtier about the mercurial lord he's come to pay his respects to. This particular sonnet form is Spenserian.

Beware the Lord Skye

And so, good sir, you've come to seek Lord Skye?
'Tis well you found me first; I've served him long,
And none can judge his fickle moods like I.
So heed me ere you join the waiting throng:
When he emerges, stand you not too strong,
And keep your countenance both bland and kind;
Give def'rence, lest he think you do him wrong,
And all his magnanimity unwind.
For not another soul I think you'll find
More ruthless, or capricious, aye, than him;
So apt to swift upheavals of the mind,
To sinister expressions of the whim!
So keep you wary, sir, or you'll be lost.
How fortunate for you our paths have crossed!

Sonnet by Lady Courtaire
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Written on 2021-07-23 at 16:00

Tags Sonnet  Monologue  Drama 

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Truly delightful to read.
Just read it again and I love the mischievous elements here.
I'd love more of this scene (before or after)

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Fine writing.

Methinks the advisor is up to no good here - what gains would a servant get on warning off a visitor...does he expect a crossing of silver for his advice? Would the visitor do well to trust such a soul? Does he even really know Lord Skye? Ah questions, questions, methinks also the modern world has me me ever so weary of similar folk

Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I enjoyed this. The rhymes are great. Right up to the last one which finishes it off nicely.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
A treat to read, equally so to imagine the scene (all too common of those who wield power).

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Great Stuff! A wonderful and strongly written riff on Shakespeare and Marlow. Bravo!