Author Corinne Roosevelt Robinson Hermione, thine was a " Winter's Tale, " Chill winds of foul suspicion did prevail; Thou, ever blameless, Overborne by blame, Thou, never shameless, Crucified by shame. Hermione, we weep thy hapless fate, So swiftly sentenced, Justified so late! Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments