You found the mote in My eye And have pointed out my faults alone Then you checked them all against me But failed to count your own. I can see a mote in your eye, One that you never see. I wonder why I should love you When you do not care for me? If this should be only infatuation I do not know which, or why; Perhaps I can analyze the problem When you find the mote in your eye. I'm sure that I would be happy To measure up as your ideal. You know how to play the game When hearts are trumps in the deal. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MUSIC by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE LITTLE FIRE IN THE WOODS by HAYDEN CARRUTH CREDO by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DESPAIR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO SAMUEL COLERIDGE UPON HEARING HIS 'SOME I FEEL LIKE A MOTHERLESS..' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |