By noting of the lady I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames. In angel whiteness beat away those blushes.
And the city stood in its brightness when years later I returned, My face covered with a coat though now no one was left Of those who could have remembered my debts never paid, My shames not eternal, base deeds to be forgiven. And the city stood in its brightness when years later I returned.czesław miłosz
But who is this who rides in silver whiteAttire that shames the stars across the night?Helmet and shield and corselet all a-gleam,Like some crusader from a drifting dreamUpon a prancing jackass shod with flame—Rise, heralds of the past, bray forth his namerobert e. howard
Must I hold a candle to my shames?