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Last night he came to me, His dark eyes grave and sweet-- (Eyes that I could not meet!) To crave my pardon--_mine!_ With that kingly courtesy Which makes his least deed fine.
What fiend took hold on me? I would nor speak nor heed, Tho' he bent his pride to plead-- (He, all unused to sue!) Though he sought full tenderly For a pardon not _his_ due.