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Poem by Louisa Sarah Bevington

Her Worst and Best

O STRANGE event of fortune that befell!
She wandering, and you wandering,--each alone,--
Met all amiss, and were asunder thrown;--
Two who were friends, and should have loved so well!
You knew the worst that in her heart might dwell;
Her best the better flourishes unknown,
Would rather win your welfare than be shown,--
Would give such gifts as least of giving tell.

So be it; go your ways: you were the first
To wake stern aspiration in her breast
For conquest, who had chiefly cried for rest,
And one pure draught of joy to slake her thirst;
For this she owes her best-imagined best
To you, who found and spurned in her, her worst.

Louisa Sarah Bevington

Louisa Sarah Bevington's other poems:
  1. Merle Wood
  2. Steel or Gold?
  3. Not Ye Who Goad
  4. Egoisme a Deux
  5. Peace on Earth

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