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...SUPREME by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MERELY STATEMENT by AMY LOWELL TWO POEMS FROM THE WAR: 1 by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH A NEW HYMN by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE SPARROW HARK IN THE RAIN (ALEXANDER STEPHENS HEARS NEWS) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS LETTERS TO DEAD IMAGISTS by CARL SANDBURG TO BEACHEY, 1912 by CARL SANDBURG |