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.
Consolation
Ambrose Bierce
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Poem topics: snake, good, blind, prefer, devil, serpent, gain, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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