In his early days he was quite surprised <br />When she told him she was compromised <br />By meetings and lingerings at his whim, <br />And thinking not of herself but him; <br />While she lifted orbs aggrieved and round <br />That scandal should so soon abound, <br />(As she had raised them to nine or ten <br />Of antecedent nice young men): <br />And in remorse he thought with a sigh, <br />How good she is, and how bad am I! - <br />It was years before he understood <br />That she was the wicked one - he the good.<br /><br />Thomas Hardy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sweet-hussy/
