Ah! Sweet enemy of my desire <br />Plunge thy blade within my craven heart <br />Knowing that thou playest well thy part <br />To rid this world of evil lust. Sire, <br />But first I’d have thee know the full truth. <br />My innocent e’en beheld her form <br />Was seduced, like her, before the dawn, <br />She beguiled by my comely youth. <br />We were children, knowing not control, <br />Take my life but mar her beauty not. <br />Why sheath thy sword? Is this some strange plot? <br />Blessed sire and thy forgiving soul. <br /> <br />The younger daughter be passing fair. <br />Mine, before I leave, if I take care.<br /><br />Irene C S ClarkHogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-comely-youth/
