Classic Poem

You have robbed me of virtue,
You've robbed me of fame,
You have stolen my innocence
And put me to shame;
Your smiles and your lies
Just took hold of my heart
And forced me from honor
And goodness to part.

Oh, why did I meet you?
Oh, why was I born?
Why didn't I die
On that bright July morn?
When you swore your protection
And promised your love,
I believed you as true
As an angel above.

You plead with your lips,
Then you plead with your eyes,
On your knees you beseeched me
In a lover's pure guise;
With your arms you embraced meta
You held me so tight,
'Til I forgot all the world
In that moment of delight.

I loved you, but now I hate you,
Look there at my child;
You deny it your name
And the thought drives me wild;
I am forsakened by friends,
I have been driven from home,
With my child I am an outcast,
In this cold world alone.

O, God, you forgive,
Please help me to forgive
The men who have robbed me
Of all that life gives,
Of beauty and honor.
Of joy and of mirth,
And has made me the most
Miscrable woman on earth.