The Home Book of Verse 23 – Stevenson · Verses Across
Literature · Romance
The Home Book of Verse 23Part 1 · Chapter 24
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Literature · Romance
The Home Book of Verse 23
Part 1 · Chapter 24
StevensonEnglish
When I behold that beauty's wonderment,
And rare perfection of each goodly part,
Of Nature's still the only complement,
I honor and admire the Maker's art.
But when I feel the bitter baleful smart
Which her fair eyes un'wares do work in me,
That death out of their shiny beams do dart,
I think that I a new Pandora see,
Whom all the gods in council did agree
Into this sinful world from heaven to send,
That she to wicked men a scourge should be,
For all their faults with which they did offend.
But since ye are my scourge, I will entreat
That for my faults ye will me gently beat.
