I KNEW a lady when the days Grew long, and evenings goldened; But I was not emboldened By her prompt eyes and winning ways. And when old Winter nipt the haws, "Another's wife I'll be, And then you'll care for me," She said, "and think how sweet I was!" And soon she shone as another's wife: As such I often met her, And sighed, "How I regret her! My folly cuts me like a knife!" And then, to-day, her husband came, And moaned, "Why did you flout her? Well could I do without her! For both our burdens you are to blame!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLACK RIDERS: 9 by STEPHEN CRANE STEADFASTNESS; THE LOVER BESEECHETH HIS MISTRESS by THOMAS WYATT A SONG OF LIFE by ABRAHAM IBN EZRA LYSISTRATA: HOW THE WOMEN WILL STOP WAR by ARISTOPHANES |