Living

Riddle 13

by Carolyn Wells 1862–1942

From At the Sign of the Sphinx (Second Series)

Living

’T was not my whole,--and yet the King was there.
A fate hung in the balance. Suddenly
My second fell! A burning flush of shame
Showed on the man’s pale face. He looked aghast,
And cried, “I can’t retract, but I confess
My fault, and beg forgiveness of my first.”

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Answer: PALACE

MLA

Wells, Carolyn. “Riddle 13.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wells_c/130/.

Chicago

Wells, Carolyn. “Riddle 13.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wells_c/130/.

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