Though he had vowed she was divinely fair, And hoped his love had not in vain been made, She spurned the gift which at her shrine was laid, Because she thought that he who placed it there, Was more than worthy of her life to share; And when a sombre glance often displayed The mournfulness that should have him dismayed, It was because she wished he would not care. Thus through the years she tried to live apart, Unwilling that the reason be explained; For memories were hidden in her heart, And over which a guard must be maintained; So, silent and alone, she bore the smart Of having been a Magdalen arraigned. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENIGMA. TO THE LADIES by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 6 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT ODE TO HEALTH by FRANCES (MOORE) BROOKE A VOICE FROM ACADEME by ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN ON A CLUB OF SOTS by SAMUEL BUTLER (1612-1680) TO DIVES; A FRAGMENT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |