To Elizabeth, Upon Refusal

    Skylar



    It's now too late to soften
    The confession I expressed
    When I told you of my struggle
    And my desire to suppress
    Those feelings that were alien,
    So foreign to my heart,
    Which made me think of only you
    And fear to see you part.
    I think that I have always thought
    That weakness was to love,
    And desperation such as this,
    I thought I was above.
    But all my plans to tell my heart
    Those false indifferent lies
    Vanished slowly from my thoughts
    When I looked into your eyes.
    Perhaps it would be better,
    If I had flattered you,
    If I'd kept unrevealed
    The doubts I labored through.
    Perhaps you would have said
    That you accepted me,
    Instead of finally wounding
    My untouched vanity.
    But disguise is my abhorrence,
    And I could not pretend
    My love was unconfronted
    Or that it knew no end.
    I did not want to love you -
    And I loved against my will.
    I did not want to come to you -
    And I came to you still.
    You taught a painful lesson -
    I expected far too much,
    To think that you would yield
    To a proposal and a touch.
    I know now that my nature
    Is one you can't adore -
    I've been proud too long,
    And I've never loved before.
    So farewell from Mr. Darcy,
    I bid you now adieu,
    And I will only say,
    May the Lord bless you.

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