My Lattice and Other Poems

by Frederick George Scott


 

THE TWO MISTRESSES


 

AH, woe is me, my heart’s in sorry plight,
Enamoured equally of Wrong and Right;
    Right hath the sweeter grace,
    But Wrong the prettier face:
Ah, woe is me, my heart’s in sorry plight.
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And Right is jealous that I let Wrong stay;
Yet Wrong seems sweeter when I turn away.
    Right sober is, like Truth,
    But Wrong is in her youth;
So Right is jealous that I let Wrong stay.
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When I am happy, left alone with Right,
Then Wrong flits by and puts her out of sight;
    I follow and I fret,
    And once again forget
That I am happy, left alone with Right.
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Ah, God! do Thou have pity on my heart!
A puppet blind am I, take Thou my part!
    Chasten my wandering love,
    Set it on things above:
Ah, God! do Thou take pity on my heart!
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