A Good Heart Breaks Bad Luck
If one of us two must break,
The luck that seeded my sky
With stars malign, or this heart of mine,
I swear it shan't be I.
He has pain and age at his back,
Crosses and frets enough;
I have laughter and love and a spirit of
Unconquerable stuff.
He has flouted my every step
All day on the windy wold;
A knave in grain, he has blurred my brain
And fooled me with fairy-gold.
All wrestle-stained I shall come
To the inn where the journey ends,
With an empty scrip, but a song on my lip
That may happen to make amends.
The luck that seeded my sky
With stars malign, or this heart of mine,
I swear it shan't be I.
He has pain and age at his back,
Crosses and frets enough;
I have laughter and love and a spirit of
Unconquerable stuff.
He has flouted my every step
All day on the windy wold;
A knave in grain, he has blurred my brain
And fooled me with fairy-gold.
All wrestle-stained I shall come
To the inn where the journey ends,
With an empty scrip, but a song on my lip
That may happen to make amends.
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