Poems (Mary Coleridge)/Poem 207

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CCVII FRIENDS AND FOES
They fed me with poisonous food of praise,They sung me to sleep with slumberous lays,That I was beautiful, wise and strong,The King was King, and could do no wrong.When morning came, I awoke to find,That I was ignorant, poor and blind.
So I sought me out a parcel of foes;They stripped me of all my daintiest clothes, ​They sent me naked into the night,Over stocks and stones I took my flight.When morning dawned I awoke to seeThat a babe had been, that a man might be.

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