William Ernest Henley

(1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

William Ernest Henley Poems

161. Apparition 4/12/2010
162. Anterotics 4/12/2010
163. Anterotics 4/12/2010
164. Andante Con Moto 4/12/2010
165. Allegro Maestoso 4/12/2010
166. After 4/12/2010
167. A Wink From Hesper 4/12/2010
168. A Thanksgiving 4/12/2010
169. A New Song to an Old Tune 4/12/2010
170. A Love By The Sea 4/12/2010
171. A Late Lark Twitters From The Quiet Skies 4/12/2010
172. A Desolate Shore 4/12/2010
173. A Dainty Thing's The Villanelle 4/12/2010
174. A Child 4/12/2010

There's a Regret

There's a regret
So grinding, so immitigably sad,
Remorse thereby feels tolerant, even glad. ...
Do you not know it yet?

For deeds undone
Rnakle and snarl and hunger for their due,
Till there seems naught so despicable as you
In all the grin o' the sun.

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