Poems of Life
It’s best—it should not go on,

The quite delightful companionship

You and I, for some time, have known.

No, do not try to dissuade me,

I’ve thought it most carefully o’er,

To arrive at but one conviction—

We must see each other no more.

 He

And you think to sever our friendship

By a mere putting away,

Letting the same, as it were, slip from us

Nor permitting me to say,

A word in defence of its going

As if I’d no right to share

In the matter of decision

I ask you,—Is it fair?

 She

Man-like you refuse to reason

To see it’s the only way,

That the step really should have been taken


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