If I have since done evil in my life,
 I was not born for evil. This I know.
 My soul was a thing pure from sensual strife.
 No vice of the blood foredoomed me to this woe.
 I did not love corruption. Beauty, truth,
 Justice, compassion, peace with God and man,
 These were my laws, the instincts of my youth,
 And hold me still, conceal it as I can.
 I did not love corruption, nor do love.
 I find it ill to hate and ill to grieve.
 Nature designed me for a life above
 The mere discordant dreams in which I live.
 If I now go a beggar on the Earth,
 I was a saint of Heaven by right of birth.
Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XXI
written byWilfrid Scawen Blunt
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt





