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William Butler Yeats - Meeting
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Hidden by old age awhile
In masker`s cloak and hood,
Each hating what the other loved,
Face to face we stood:
`That I have met with such,` said he,
`Bodes me little good.`

`Let others boast their fill,` said I,
`But never dare to boast
That such as I had such a man
For lover in the past;
Say that of living men I hate
Such a man the most.`

`A loony`d boast of such a love,`
He in his rage declared:
But such as he for such as me —
Could we both discard
This beggarly habiliment —
Had found a sweeter word.
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