TO ONE WHO SPOKE ILL OF HIM br What is your quarrel with me, in love's name, br Fair queen of wrath? What evil have I done, br What treason to the thought of our dear shame br Subscribed or plotted? Is my heart less one br In its obedience to your stern decrees br Than on the day when first you said ``I please,'' br And with your lips ordained our union? br Am I not now, as then, upon my knees? br You bade me love you, and the deed was done, br And when you cried ``Enough'' I stopped, and when br You bade me go I went, and when you said br ``Forget me'' I forgot.