The Three Hills, and Other Poems
But that I thought the toy was mine to play

with, and the passing show

not, therefore am I grieved.

tyranny of my fate,

accidental love and hate?

Had chance but joinèd different dice, but

once or twice, but once or twice,

held before too late.

overmuch the prize,

cheat a man both just and wise.

Happy I'd been had I but had my due

reward, and not a sword

my Paradise.

THE OTHER

heart's ambitions to gainsay,

thrust across your way,

Only the things all men must meet, the

common attributes of men,

but avoid them no man may.

make the self-same sum;


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