These Are The Facts: - I Was To Blame: I Brought Her Here And Wrought Her Shame: She Came With Me All Trustingly. Lovely And Innocent Her Face: And In Her Perfect Form, The Grace Of Purity And Modesty. I Think I Loved Her Then: 'Would Dote On Her Ambrosial Breast And Throat, Young As A Blossom'S Tenderness: Her Eyes, That Were Both Glad And Sad: Her Cheeks And Chin, That Dimples Had: Her Mouth, Red-Ripe To Kiss And Kiss. Three Months Passed By; Three Moons Of Fire; When In Me Sickened All Desire: And In Its Place A Devil, - Who Filled All My Soul With Deep Disgust, And On The Victim Of My Lust Turned Eyes Of Loathing, - Swiftly Grew. One Night, When By My Side She Slept, I Rose: And Leaning, While I Kept The Dagger Hid, I Kissed Her Hair And Throat: And, When She Smiled Asleep, Into Her Heart I Drove It Deep: And Left Her Dead, Still Smiling There.