Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume II/Unpardoned

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"SOME things I never would forgive!"
So said you, dear, not knowing
That love is dead unless it live
All charity bestowing.

O you whose heart love so could brim
In cruel need, learn this of him
Whose all to you is owing:
The one wrong man can not forgive
Is the wrong of his own sowing!