Tell him the tale is a lie! I love him as much as my life, So why be jealous of me? I love him and loathe his wife. If he kill me through jealousy now His wife will perish of spite, He will die of grief for his wife, So three shall die in a night. All blessings from heaven to earth On the head of the woman I hate, And the man I love as my life, Sudden death may be his fate! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EROS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES INGRATEFUL [OR UNGRATEFUL] BEAUTY THREATENED by THOMAS CAREW THE SECOND COMING by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE DAUGHTER by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS THE END by BYRON HAVERLY BLACKFORD A VIOLINIST by FRANCIS WILLIAM BOURDILLON |