The Pearl: A Middle English Poem

Paying homage to Sophie Jewett, the poet. Here are some lines from “The Pearl.” I took these lines out of the context of the rest of poem to make my own meaning and illustration. A crown of pearls bedight, the girl Was wearing, and no other stone; High pinnacled of clear white pearl, Wrought as if pearls to flowers were grown. No band nor fillet else did furl The long locks all about her thrown. Her air demure as duke or earl, Her hue more white than walrus bone; Like sheer gold thread the bright hair strown Loose on her shoulders lying light. Her colour took a deeper tone With bordering pearls so fair bedight.

Technorati Tags: Art, Illustration