REVENGE is a naked sword; It has neither hilt nor guard; Wouldst thou wield this brand of the Lord? Is thy grasp, then, firm and hard? But the closer thy clutch of the blade, The deadlier blow thou wouldst deal, Deeper wound in thy hand is made — It is thy blood reddens the steel. And when thou hast dealt the blow — When the blade from thy hand has flown — Instead of the heart of the foe, Thou may'st find it sheathed in thine own. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NEEDLE THREADER IN NEED OF A NEEDLE by DARA WIER MEMORY OF APRIL by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS DOUGLASS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR CACOETHES SCRIBENDI by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THE HERONS OF ELMWOOD by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW TO - (2) by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |