<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384268" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Man's Repentance</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To-night when I came from the club at eleven,<br>Under the gaslight I saw a face-<br>A woman's face! and I swear to heaven<br>It looked like the ghastly ghost of-Grace!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And Grace? why, Grace was fair; and I tarried,<br>And loved her a season as we men do.<br>And then-but pshaw! why, of course, she is married,<br>Has a husband, and doubtless, a babe or two.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>She was perfectly calm on the day we parted;<br>She spared me a scene, to my great surprise.<br>She wasn't the kind to be broken-hearted,<br>I remember she said, with a spark in her eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I was tempted, I know, by her proud defiance,<br>To make good my promises there and then.<br>But the world would have called it a mésalliance!<br>I dreaded the comments and sneers of men.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>So I left her to grieve for a faithless lover,<br>And to hide her heart from the cold world's sight<br>As women do hide them, the wide earth over;<br>My God! was it Grace that I saw to-night?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I thought of her married, and often with pity,<br>A poor man's wife in some dull place.<br>And now to know she is here in the city,<br>Under the gaslight, and with that face!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Yet I knew it at once, in spite of the daubing<br>Of paint and powder, and she knew me;<br>She drew a quick breath that was almost sobbing,<br>And shrank in the shade so I should not see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>There was hell in her eyes! She was worn and jaded;<br>Her soul is at war with the life she has led.<br>As I looked on that face so strangely faded,<br>I wonder God did not strike me dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>While I have been happy and gay and jolly,<br>Received by the very best people in town,<br>That girl whom I led in the way to folly,<br>Has gone on recklessly down and down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Two o'clock, and no sleep has found me.<br>That face I saw in the street-lamp's light<br>Peers everywhere out from the shadows around me-<br>I know how a murderer feels to-night!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384268" data-title="A Man's Repentance de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="To-night when I came from the club at eleven, Under the gaslight I saw a face- A woman's face! and I swear to heaven It looked like the ghastly ghost of-Grace! And Grace? why, Grace was fair; and I tarried, And loved her a season as we men do. A..."></div> </div> </div>

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