Before the Sunne Risinge

What thinkers failed to see
when they said she's all states
and all princes, he,
that naught else be,
is that the "she" we see
in elegantly composed love poetry
is quite the wrong lady
for, dear poets, you shall see
that the woman who all states be
is the realm in which you'll find me.
I may be all princes, aye,
but without her loving hand
and roving eye
I'd be nothing more than a guy
with tracts and tracts of swamp.
For, what's a prince with no land?
What's a marriage with no hand?
What's a woman with no man?
A queen, Elizabeth, for one,
Alexandra is the other in the span
of histories and mysteries
who surpasses your system of princes
and states. She all lands is,
and I, all tenants be.