How Blind!

How blind 'twas to be harsh, I know —
And to be harsh to thee ;
To let one hour in anger go,
And unforgiven be!

And now — O idiot tongue to dart
That venomed fang, nor heed
Not thine but mine the stricken heart
Shall never cease to bleed.
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