When streams of unkindness, as bitter as gall,
Bubble up from the heart to the tongue,
And Meekness is writhing in torment and thrall,
By the hands of Ingratitude wrung, —
In the heat of injustice, unwept and unfair,
While the anguish is festering yet,
None, none but an angel or God can declare
“I now can forgive and forget.”

Martin Farquhar Tupper (1810-1889) English poet
“Forgive and Forget,” l. 1-8, Ballads for the Times (1851)

Added on 18-Oct-11 | Last updated 18-Oct-11
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