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Another Dark Lady

Rating: 2.5

Think not, because I wonder where you fled,
That I would lift a pin to see you there;
You may, for me, be prowling anywhere,
So long as you show not your little head:
No dark and evil story of the dead
Would leave you less pernicious or less fair—
Not even Lilith, with her famous hair;
And Lilith was the devil, I have read.

I cannot hate you, for I loved you then.

The woods were golden then. There was a road
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Joanna Amiteye 17 November 2017

I cannot hate you for I loved you then. Surely it is difficult to hate the people you once loved.

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Dawn Fuzan 11 May 2014

Nicely done ed

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Brian Purdy 11 January 2012

Another brilliant sonnet by Robinson. If ever you had a 'dark lady' - or known one who did - this should speak 'dark volumes' to you.

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