THOUGH to talk too much of Heaven Is not well, Though agreeable people never Mention Hell; Yet the woman who betrayed me, Whom I kissed, In that bygone summer taught me Both exist. I was ardent, she was always Wisely cool; So my lady played the traitor, — I the fool. Oh, your pardon! but remember If you please, I'm translating; this is only Japanese. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SHADOW ON THE STONE by THOMAS HARDY ACCIDENT IN ART by RICHARD HOVEY VAQUERO by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER A MOTHER'S PICTURE by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN THE WILD SWANS AT COOLE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS ACROSS THE SEA by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |