BE ANGRY NOW NO MORE

Be angry now no more!

If I have grieved thee — if

Thy kindness, mine before,

No hope may now restore:

Only forgive, forgive!

If still resentment burns

In thy cold breast, oh if

No more to pity turns,

No more, once tender, yearns

Thy love; oh yet forgive!...

Ask of the winter rain

June's withered rose again:

Ask grace of the salt sea:

She will not answer thee.

God would ten times have shriven

A heart so riven;

In her cold care thou would'st be

Still unforgiven.