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12. THE ONE SOLACE.
I might have wish'd it otherwise;
But yet, albeit, they were cruel—
Those thunder-clouds above her eyes,
They very much become the jewel!
But yet, albeit, they were cruel—
Those thunder-clouds above her eyes,
They very much become the jewel!
Hope fled, but Truth remain'd, and owns
What yet this fond heart half-beguileth;
“One knows the worst on't when she frowns,
But never when the syren smileth!”
What yet this fond heart half-beguileth;
“One knows the worst on't when she frowns,
But never when the syren smileth!”
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