SINCE woman's tongue, And old man's vanity, Have sought to wrong Love, which twixt you and me Once stood so firm; since, too, you will not hear Reason, nor face the friend who long was dear ... So be it. Separation seems the best. There let the business rest. But, quarrel? No! Since quarrel calls for two. Should I bestow Unkindness upon you, Even in thought, or make pretence at hate, 'Twould be to fling away a trick to Fate, To act a lie—when towards you, still, I prove Naught but mine ancient love. Accepting, then, This breach, enforced and made Between two men By evil hearts betrayed: Despite of treachery, I, none the less, Have for you all the old-time tenderness. How else? It were not natural to wreak One's wrath upon the weak. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ABOVE AND WITHIN by DAVID IGNATOW PROVING by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: IMANUEL EHRENHARDT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. MERRITT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ON A VOLUME OF SCHOLASTIC PHILOSOPHY by GEORGE SANTAYANA |