Fuess and Stearns, comps. The Little Book of Society Verse. 1922.
By. Rudyard KiplingWe Two Learned the Lesson Together
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The oldest of all, yet so new
To myself, and I’m wondering whether
It was utterly novel to you?
The pictures that changed ’neath our eyes;
Alas! by what hand were you shown them,
That I find you so womanly wise?
In the dusk of the day should be placed?
Did you say to yourself, “Were he older
His arm had encircled my waist?”
I sit at your feet and am wise,
For each page of the book is a feature,
And the light of the reading, your eyes.
We must part, and the parting is now;
We have played out the game—I, boy-lover,
In earnest, and you, dearest, how?