I will not fear myself, will not fear truth, And here shall be arraignment without stint. I will hold court against my sinful youth, And all the findings shall be checked in print. "Item: you fostered a bastard Love-of-fame Begot on Vanity when still a lad, -- What if you saw that creature going lame? -- What if -- when the dear wife was going mad! What was the peril of Ambition's goal (Self feeding self, when all is understood), Against the peril of a human soul, And that the soul you loved, or said you would? You have your full reward: the wife is dead -- And your ambition be upon your head. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 110. THE OASIS OF SIDI KHALED by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT VANQUISHED; ON THE DEATH OF GENERAL GRANT by FRANCIS FISHER BROWNE MIDWINTER BLUES by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES ODES II, 10 by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS AMORETTI: 65 by EDMUND SPENSER TO A LOCOMOTIVE IN WINTER by WALT WHITMAN BACCHUS AND THE FROGS by ARISTOPHANES |