And when her broken thoughts went following after That other one, she saw a sorry thing; For all she had for him was vainest laughter, And all he had for her was comforting. So. sadly then, and with no mockery She called him to her, touched his hand, and pled That he forgive. As in humility He listened to the words his lady said. He saw her hiding something gone amiss, And knew her dreadful gentleness portended Worse than her raillery. Her quiet kiss Told him his living dream of her was ended. Next day, forlorn, she questioned wonderingly Why, since she needs must love, it was not he. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ACCIDENT IN ART by RICHARD HOVEY THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 71 by OMAR KHAYYAM ARMS AND THE BOY by WILFRED OWEN THE FAIRY KING by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM AN ENGLISH SHELL by ARTHUR CHRISTOPHER BENSON NEW THINGS ARE BEST by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |