A thousand hearts indeed can beguile, but your all better off leaping into a fire if you have smiled at your mistress so fair hiding her all the while Heaven itself cannot hold the tempestuous winds a woman can render quite well, and you can just bet there is no such rage felt even down in the pit's of hell You best pack your bags and chase the most distant star for the alphabet holds no words in it You could possibly say or cry out to avoid a woman scorned venom!
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A Woman Scorned
Author: Suzylnn on Friday, June 05, 2009permalink
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Came across this poem during a foray into love poetry for my english lit degree and must say, I really enjoyed the poem. Thank you,
Cliff
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