Not Guilty Poem by Ambrose Bierce
Not Guilty
'I saw your charms in another's arms,'
Said a Grecian swain with his blood a-boil;
'And he kissed you fair as he held you there,
A willing bird in a serpent's coil!'
The maid looked up from the cinctured cup
Wherein she was crushing the berries red,
Pain and surprise in her honest eyes
'It was only one o' those gods,' she said.
Saturday, September 29, 2012
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