i'm wild again, beguiled again
“i’m wild again, beguiled again. a whimpering, simpering child again. bewitched, bothered and bewildered, am i - beegie adair”
the beguiled
I am a creature
full of guile
with a fox’s cunning wile
and a serpent’s secret smile
come, young one
and stay a while
look! my eyes
how they beguile
and you, new bud
so infantile
your innocence
it makes me smile
your sweet, pure heart
I will defile
for you are young
and but a child
soft-headed youth
still left untried
a tender blade
green juvenile
come, sweet youth
tarry a while
before you think me terribly vile
before you curse my name with bile
was not the venture all worthwhile
was not the glamour worth the trial
there is no need to feel hostile
you will become the same, dear child
when you have grown from youth and wild
now you, a creature full of guile
