English poem
What Redress
I pray you, do not use this thing For vengeance; but if questioning What wound, when dealt your humankind, Goes deepest,—surely he will find Who wrongs you, loving him no less— There’s nothing hurts like tenderness.
Versos English James Whitcomb Riley What Redress
English poem
I pray you, do not use this thing For vengeance; but if questioning What wound, when dealt your humankind, Goes deepest,—surely he will find Who wrongs you, loving him no less— There’s nothing hurts like tenderness.