Nearly caught me, she did
At the River’s final bank
The Eternal City shining through the mist.
My journey near complete
Tired back, aching feet
Wonder! Then by her wiles nearly kissed.
She has toppled many souls
Casting just one sultry look
And bankruptcies and scandal fill her book.
How could I, Standfast,
Wobble at a dress or a scent,
Stumble at one vain, come-hithering look?
Madame Bubble, harlot
Strumpet of the world.
See the wreck that befell a simple lass.
And she tried me, she did
Not a single trinket hid
Only Heaven’s keeping care got me past.