O WOMAN! if by simple wile Thy soul has stray'd from honour's track, 'Tis mercy only can beguile, By gentle ways, the wanderer back. The stain that on thy virtue lies, Wash'd by thy tears, may yet decay; As clouds that sully morning skies May all be wept in showers away. Go, go -- be innocent, and live -- The tongues of men may wound thee sore; But Heaven in pity can forgive, And bids thee "go, and sin no more!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BROODING GRIEF by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE THE RAVAGED VILLA by HERMAN MELVILLE THE EARLY PRIMROSE by HENRY KIRKE WHITE PRINCE ALDFRITH'S ITINERARY THROUGH IRELAND by ALDFRITH A MORNING AFTER MOURNING by WILLIAM BASSE JESUS - THE CONQUEROR RENOWNED by BERNARD OF CLAIRVAUX |