I had not known that there could be Men like Lorenzo and like me Both in the world, and both so right That the world is dark and the world is light. I had not thought that any one Would choose the dark for dwelling on, Would dig and delve for the bitterest roots Of sweetest and suavest fruits. Though I had neither been a fool Nor won a scholarship at school, I never once had dared to doubt That now and then the light went out; But I had not known that there could be Men like Lorenzo and like me Both in the world, and both so right That the world is dark and the world is light. I had not guessed that joy could be Selected for an enemy. |