<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536361" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Woman’s Sonnets: X</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love, ere I go, forgive me each least wrong,<br>Each trouble I unwittingly have wrought.<br>My heart, my life, my tears to thee belong;<br>Yet have I erred, maybe, through too fond thought.<br>One sin, most certainly, I need to atone:<br>The sin of loving thee while yet unwooed.<br>Mine only was this wrong, this guilt alone.<br>The woman tempted thee from ways of good.<br>Forgive me too, ere thy dear pity cease,<br>That I denied thee, vexed thee with delay,<br>Sought my soul's coward shelter, not thy peace,<br>And having won thee still awhile said nay.<br>Forgive me this, that I too soon, too late,<br>Too wholly gave a love disconsolate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wilfrid+Scawen+Blunt">Wilfrid Scawen Blunt</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=536361" data-title="A Woman’s Sonnets: X de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="Love, ere I go, forgive me each least wrong, Each trouble I unwittingly have wrought. My heart, my life, my tears to thee belong; Yet have I erred, maybe, through too fond thought. One sin, most certainly, I need to atone: The sin of loving thee w..."></div> </div> </div>

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