OK, now I didn't get this poem but it was on a French site so maybe the translation's off or it's just really bad poetry.
On April 19, 1904 ex-queen Isabelle II of Spain died in Paris. Born in 1830, she ascended to the throne at the age of three years and was deposed in 1868 after years of civil wars and plots. She consequently lived in exile, accompanied by her lover the former Marfori actor and by the excessively pious woman Sister Patrocinio. Albert Glatigny devoted a poem in his New Punishments (1870):
The soft Isabelle of Spain
Thought in her apartment,
Patrocinio, her partner,
Priait the sky dévotement (devoted?),
When one said to him: "the empire
Of your friend Napoleon,
A the hour when we speak, expires,
Queen of Castille and Leon"
P uis (?) one told to him the route (rout?)
of Sedan, this cowardice
Of the man who made bankruptcy
A the honor, with dignity;
How, to save his carts,
His gold, his wandering luggage,
This beautiful smoker of cigarettes
had exclaimed: "I go! "
It is not a heart of Roman
Accepting the heaviest blows,
Certes, which Isabelle walks
Under a velvet blouse,
But if little that that
is to say a woman,
It can still judge
With contempt the infamous lover
Of Marguerite Bellanger.
Also, the innocent Isabelle,
In front of her confused husband,
drew up herself proud,
almost beautiful,
And turning to Marfori:
"By saint John of Compostelle!
Your heart with all was detected,
One knows your value,
says it,
But you would not have done that! "
