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Meeting
| Hidden by old age awhile | | In masker’s cloak and hood, | | Each hating what the other loved, | | Face to face
we stood: | | ‘That I have met with such,’ said he, | | ‘Bodes me little good.’ | | | | | | ‘Let others boast their fill,’ said I, | | ‘But never dare to boast | | That such as I had such a man | | For lover in the past; | | Say that of living men I
hate | | Such a man the most.’ | | | | | | ‘A loony’d boast of such a love,’ | | He in his rage declared: | | But such as he for
such as me— | | Could we both discard | | This beggarly habiliment— | | Had found a sweeter word. |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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