How Can I Be To Blame? Is It My Fault I Am Fair? I Did Not Fashion My Features, Or Brush The Gold In My Hair; Because My Eyes Are So Blue And Bright, Must I Never Look Up From The Ground, But Put Out With My Eyelids' Snow Their Light, Lest Some Foolish Heart They Should Wound? How Can I Be In Fault? I Am Sure Where Hearts Are So Few, It Is Difficult To Discern The Diamonds Of Paste From The True; I Thought Him Like All The Rest, Skilful In Playing His Part; As Careful At Cards Or At Chess, As Winning A Woman'S Heart. I Am Sure It Is Nothing Wrong, Nothing To Think Of - And Yet I Know I Lured Him With Glance And Song, Into My Shining Net; Provokingly Cold At First He Seemed, Like Crystal To Smiles And Sighs, But At Last He Felt The Magic That Gleamed In My Dreamy Violet Eyes. And I Led Him On And On, Farther, In Truth, Than I Strove, For He Frightened Me With The Earnestness And Violence Of His Love; These Calm-Eyed Men Deceive - Had I Known The Man Had A Heart, I Would Have Paused, I Would, I Believe, Have Acted A Different Part. In His Royal Indignation He Uttered Some Wholesome Truth - He Almost Roused The Emotion That Died In My Innocent Youth; Emotion That Lived When Life Was New, Ere That Man My Pathway Crossed, Who Played Me A Game Untrue, When I Staked All My Love, And Lost. Oh For A Saintly Beauty, What Efforts My Soul Did Make; I Thought All Goodness And Purity Were Possible For His Sake; The World Seemed Born Anew, My Life Such Holy Meaning Wore, I Fancy So Fair And Fond A Dream Never Fell Into Ruins Before. He Toyed With My Fresh Affection As He Breathed The Country Air, To Refresh Him After A Season Of Fashion, And Falsehood, And Glare; Had He Not Slain My Tenderness, Had My Life Been More Sweet, I Might Have Known Nobler Happiness Than To Humble Men To My Feet. But Now I Love To Lure Them On, To Make Them Slaves To My Gaze, Like Serfs To A Conqueror'S Chariot, Like Moths To A Candle-Blaze. I Melt Most Royally Time, The Pearl, And Quaff The Cup Like A Queen, And Forget In The Dizzy Tumult And Whirl, The Woman I Might Have Been.
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