Poem Hunter
Poems
Consolation
(24 June 1842 - 26 December 1913 / Horse Cave Creek, Ohio)

Consolation

Poem By Ambrose Bierce

Little's the good to sit and grieve
Because the serpent tempted Eve.
Better to wipe your eyes and take
A club and go out and kill a snake.

What do you gain by cursing Nick
For playing her such a scurvy trick?
Better go out and some villain find
Who serves the devil, and beat him blind.

But if you prefer, as I suspect,
To philosophize, why, then, reflect:
If the cunning rascal upon the limb
Hadn't tempted her she'd have tempted him.

User Rating: 2,6 / 5 ( 9 votes )

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.


Comments