I want her pure as power
I want her skin slightly musty with petticoats
Will you wash the easy bidet out of her head?
Queen Victoria
I'm not much nourished by modern love
Will you come into my life
With your sorrow and your black carriages
And your perfect memories?
Queen Victoria
The Twentieth Century belongs to you and me
Let us be two severe giants not less lonely for our partnership
Who discolour test tubes in the halls of science
Who turn up unwelcome at every World's Fair
Heavy with proverb and correction
Confusing the star-dazed tourists
With our incomparable sense of loss
In 1851 the first World’s Fair was opened in London. The Queen herself visited the so-called  Great Exhibition  three times.
Queen Victoria