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“Take heed, my sweet, For you shall rue The day you found In me a foe; And what, you ask, Is my revenge? You will not understand, But I will tell: To think you know When you know not; To think you see When you are blind; No might can break, No wit cast off, This curse with which I bind thee; Your cunning plans, Your strength of will, Alike shall fail To free thee. It can be broken, yes; The way of that is hid; You never shall break free, As none before you did. A lowly thing, A gentle thing, May break the spell at last; But hope is vain That wastes itself On such a hopeless task.” — Bethany Kohler
Take heed, my sweet,
For you shall rue
The day you found
In me a foe;
And what, you ask,
Is my revenge?
You will not understand,
But I will tell:
To think you know
When you know not;
To think you see
When you are blind;
No might can break,
No wit cast off,
This curse with which
I bind thee;
Your cunning plans,
Your strength of will,
Alike shall fail
To free thee.
It can be broken, yes;
The way of that is hid;
You never shall break free,
As none before you did.
A lowly thing,
A gentle thing,
May break the spell at last;
But hope is vain
That wastes itself
On such a hopeless task.