In a Nutshell

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Robert Bridges (1844 – 1930)
 
Triolet
 
 
When first we met we did not guess
That Love would prove so hard a master;
Of more than common friendliness
When first we met we did not guess.
Who could foretell this sore distress,
This irretrievable disaster
When first we met – We did not guess
That Love would prove so hard a master.

Posted on March 16th, 2010 under English, Literature. Tags: disaster, distress, friendliness, guess, Love, poetry, triolet. Comments: 1