The Promise

Anna WickhamCheerful

I WILL not love you for my duty, Nor for all your treasure, But I will love because of beauty, And because of pleasure.

The boy that I shall bear will be a love-child. Conceived in holy blindness, I give him to the world who shall be reconciled To loving-kindness.

Since I no longer love for duty, Nor for all man's treasure, And since I bear the child to Beauty Because of pleasure.

Anna Wickham

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