Edith Nesbit

(15 August 1858 – 4 May 1924 / Kennington / Surrey / England)

Appeal - Poem by Edith Nesbit

Daphnis dearest, wherefore weave me
Webs of lies lest truth should grieve me?
I could pardon much, believe me:
Dower me, Daphnis, or bereave me,
Kiss me, kill me, love me, leave me,-
Damn me, dear, but don't deceive me!


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  • (3/6/2017 10:43:00 AM)


    Damn me, dear, but don't deceive me.
    Passionate lamenting over the betrayal.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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