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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part III: Gods And False Gods: LXV
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TO ONE WHO SPOKE ILL OF HIM
 What is your quarrel with me, in love`s name,
 Fair queen of wrath? What evil have I done,
 What treason to the thought of our dear shame
 Subscribed or plotted? Is my heart less one
 In its obedience to your stern decrees
 Than on the day when first you said ``I please,``
 And with your lips ordained our union?
 Am I not now, as then, upon my knees?
 You bade me love you, and the deed was done,
 And when you cried ``Enough`` I stopped, and when
 You bade me go I went, and when you said
 ``Forget me`` I forgot. Alas, what wrong
 Would you avenge upon a loyal head,
 Which ever bowed to you in joy and pain,
 That you thus scourge me with your pitiless tongue?
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