Elizabeth Barrett Browning - A False Step lyrics

Sweet, thou hast trod on a heart
Pass there’s a world full of men
And women as fair as thou art
Must do such things now and then

Thou only hast stepped unaware
Malice, not one can impute
And why should a heart have been there
In the way of a fair woman’s foot?

It was not a stone that could trip
Nor was it a thorn that could rend:
Put up thy proud under-lip!
’T was merely the heart of a friend

And yet peradventure one day
Thou, sitting alone at the glass
Remarking the bloom gone away
Where the smile in it's dimplement was

And seeking around thee in vain
From hundreds who flattered before
Such a word as "Oh, not in the main
Do I hold thee less precious, but more!"

Thou’lt sigh, very like, on thy part
"Of all I have known or can know
I wish I had only that Heart
I trod upon ages ago!"