AT reason's solemn judgment-seat Thy full acquittal hath been spoken; The verdict says: the little one By word or deed no law hath broken. Yes, dumb and motionless thou stood'st, While madd'ning flames were raging through me; Thou stirredst not, no word thou spak'st, Yet thou'lt be ever guilty to me. Throughout my visions every night A voice accusing ceaseth never To charge thee with ill will, and say That thou hast ruin'd me for ever. It brings its proofs and witnesses, Its musty rolls from thought long banish'd And yet at morning, with my dream, Lo, the accuser too hath vanish'd! Now hath it in my inmost heart, With all its records, refuge taken -- One only haunts my memory still: That I am ruin'd and forsaken. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHARLOTTE CORDAY (REVOLUTIONARY TRIBUNAL, JULY 17, 1793) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS JOHN WILKES BOOTH AT THE FARM (JANUARY 12, 1848) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS O GLORIOUS FRANCE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS PICKING AND CHOOSING by MARIANNE MOORE PLEAD FOR ME by EMILY JANE BRONTE ODE FOR MEMORIAL DAY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR |