Author Robert Crawford His over-hot desire itself defeats, And where mere prudence had attained, he fails For lack of self-retention; as on ice A ravening wolf, when his prey swerves, o'ershoots The mark, and, floundering in his fury, slides On the smooth floor. Tags Short Poems 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