The Kingdom of Love by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
page 91 of 108 (84%)
page 91 of 108 (84%)
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This wonderful swinging signboard,
So terribly, fearfully true. A MAN'S REPENTANCE (Intended for recitation at club dinners.) To-night when I came from the club at eleven, Under the gaslight I saw a face - A woman's face! and I swear to heaven It looked like the ghastly ghost of--Grace! And Grace? why, Grace was fair; and I tarried, And loved her a season as we men do. And then--but pshaw! why, of course, she is married, Has a husband, and doubtless a babe or two. She was perfectly calm on the day we parted; She spared me a scene, to my great surprise. "She wasn't the kind to be broken-hearted," I remember she said, with a spark in her eyes. I was tempted, I know, by her proud defiance, To make good my promise there and then. But the world would have called it a mesalliance! I dreaded the comments and sneers of men. |
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