Confession, by Andrey Kneller I love you, — though I rage anew /
And struggle in vain, distressed, /
And at your feet, I now confess /
This foolishness to you! /
This ill b...
Confession, by Babette Deutsch I love you, though I rage at it, /
Though it is shame and toil misguided, /
And to my folly self-derided /
Here at your feet I will admit! /
I...
Confession, by Lada Slobodyanik Oh, I love you, I'm mad with rage, /
Albeit it's shame and hopeless trouble, /
And I confess my foolish ruffles, /
I'm sitting near you, like pa...
Confession, by Genia Gurarie I love you — though it makes me beat, /
Though vain it seems, and melancholy — /
Yet to this shameless, hapless folly /
I’ll be confessing at yo...
Confession, by Yuri Menis I love you though with rage I seethe, /
Though it is shameful, futile wholly, /
And to my miserable folly /
I am confessing at your feet! /
Ye...
Confession, by Katharena Eiermann I love you, though I rage at it, /
Though it is shame and toil misguided, /
And to my folly self-derided /
Here at your feet I will admit! /
I...
Confession, by Walter Arndt Though it is shame and toil misguided, /
And to my folly self-derided /
Here at your feet I will admit! /
It ill befits my years, my station, / ...