From "Modern Love." III. The Coin of Pity by George Meredith. Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. 1895. A Victorian Anthology, 1837-1895

Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.

From “Modern Love.” III. The Coin of Pity

George Meredith (1828–1909)


THEY say that Pity in Love’s service dwells,
A porter at the rosy temple’s gate.
I miss’d him going: but it is my fate
To come upon him now beside his wells;
Whereby I know that I Love’s temple leave,	5
And that the purple doors have clos’d behind.
Poor soul! if in those early days unkind
Thy power to sting had been but power to grieve,
We now might with an equal spirit meet,
And not be match’d like innocence and vice.	10
She for the Temple’s worship was paid price,
And takes the coin of Pity as a cheat.
She sees thro’ simulation to the bone:
What ’s best in her impels her to the worst.
Never, she cries, shall Pity soothe Love’s thirst,	15
Or foul hypocrisy for truth atone!