And I marvelled--my friend's wife?--or was it my own
Who had gone in such wise to the land where the sun as the shade is?
--We learnt it was HIS had so gone.

Then I cried in unrest: "He is free! But no good is releasing
To him as it would be to me!"
"--But it is," said the woman I loved, quietly.
"How?" I asked her. "--Because he has long loved me too without
ceasing,
And it's just the same thing, don't you see."



"I KNEW A LADY"
(CLUB SONG)



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,