What have I gained? A little charity? I never more may dare to fling a stone At any weakness, nor make boast that I A better fence or fortitude had shown; Some learning? I in love's lore have grown wise, Plucked apples of the evil and the good, Made one short trespass into Paradise And known the full taste of forbidden food. But love, if it be gold, has much alloy, And I would gladly buy back ignorance, But for the thought which still is my heart's joy That once your life grew happier in my hands, That in your darkest and most troubled hour I had, like Jesse's son, a soothing power. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WILLOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: HENRY BAKER, AT NEW YORK by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CUDDLE DOON by ALEXANDER ANDERSON IMPRESSIONS: LA FUITE DE LA LUNE by OSCAR WILDE LILIES: 24 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) A BALLADE OF COLLEGE GIRLS by F. R. BATCHELDER REBECCA; WHO SLAMMED DOORS FOR FUN AND PERISHED MISERABLY by HILAIRE BELLOC |