
The story revolves around a young and beautiful woman who uses her charms to manipulate men, only to realize that she has lost the one true love of her life. The protagonist's coquettish nature leads her to toy with the emotions of several men, but ultimately, she is left alone, regretful and heartbroken.
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox · First published 1899 · Genre: Poetry, Romance, Tragedy · 194 words
Alone she sat with her accusing heart, That, like a restless comrade, frightened sleep, And every thought that found her left a dart That hurt her so, she could not even weep.
Her heart that once had been a cup well filled With love's red wine, save for some drops of gall, She knew was empty; though it had not spilled Its sweets for one, but wasted them on all.
She stood upon the grave of her dead truth, And saw her soul's bright armour red with rust, And knew that all the riches of her youth Were Dead Sea apples, crumbling into dust.
The Coquette is listed on Textopian as a poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, dated 1899 CE.
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Romance · Novel · Classic · Literary Fiction · American Literature · 19th Century · Women Authors · Feminism · Social Commentary · Marriage · Love Triangle · Relationships