La coquette.
65
If you had known a woman's grace
And pitied me who died for you,
I could not look you in the face,
When now you tell me you are "true."
And pitied me who died for you,
I could not look you in the face,
When now you tell me you are "true."
True!—If the fallen seraphs wear
A lovelier face of false surprise
Than you at my unmoving air,
There is no truth this side the skies.
A lovelier face of false surprise
Than you at my unmoving air,
There is no truth this side the skies.
But thisis true, that once I loved.—
You scorned and laughed to see me die;
And now you think the heart so proved
Beneath your feet again shall lie!
You scorned and laughed to see me die;
And now you think the heart so proved
Beneath your feet again shall lie!
I had the pain when you had power;
Now mine the power, who reaps the pain?
You sowed the wind in that black hour;
Receive the whirlwind for your gain!
Now mine the power, who reaps the pain?
You sowed the wind in that black hour;
Receive the whirlwind for your gain!
