Elizabeth Thomas - The Execration
Oct. 3rd, 2013 11:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
highlyeccentricEnslaved by passions, swelled with pride,
In love with one whom all deride;
A carcase well, yet mind in pain,
Reduced to beg, but beg in vain;
To live reserved and free from blame,
And yet incur an evil fame;
Let this! this be the wretched fate
Of Rosalinda, whom I hate.
Isn't 'execration' a delightful word, and isn't it a treat to find a whole poem devoted to elegantly cursing someone?
In love with one whom all deride;
A carcase well, yet mind in pain,
Reduced to beg, but beg in vain;
To live reserved and free from blame,
And yet incur an evil fame;
Let this! this be the wretched fate
Of Rosalinda, whom I hate.
Isn't 'execration' a delightful word, and isn't it a treat to find a whole poem devoted to elegantly cursing someone?