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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MISTAKE, by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE First Line: Twas wrong-but can you blame me? Last Line: "I thought your cheeks were roses!" Subject(s): Emotions; Errors; Love - Complaints; Mistakes; Fallacies | |||
'T WAS wrong — but can you blame me? I never craved her pardon! She stooped to smell the roses, Red growing in her garden. Impulsive! That's my nature. And daring! please don't mention! When aught I see worth having, I overstep convention. Don't you? Now think a minute, How youth's warm blood so rushes! You know the great temptation In watching crimson blushes. I stole upon her softly, I caught her — kissed her madly! 'T was all so satisfying, Excuse I gave her gladly. "For don't you see, my darling, Of wrong this all disposes — (With guilty heart I said it) I thought your cheeks were roses!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AGAINST EXCESS OF SEA OR SUN OR REASON by WILLIAM MEREDITH LIVING WITH MISTAKES by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE A MORTIFYING MISTAKE by ANNA MARIA PRATT UNREALITY by MERCEDES DE ACOSTA DISILLUSION by GLADYS CROMWELL MUSOPHILUS: DEDICATION TO MASTER FULKE GREVILLE (2) by SAMUEL DANIEL TO DELIA: 46 (2) by SAMUEL DANIEL FAULTS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A MEMORY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |
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