THE TRIFLERS.
Reading edition
HE.
BECAUSE thou wast cold and proud, And as one alone in the crowd, And because of thy wilful and wayward look, I thought, as I saw thee above my book, “I will prove if her heart be flesh or stone;” And in seeking thine, I have found my own.
SHE.
Because thou wast proud and cold, And because of the story told That never had woman a smile from thee, I thought as I glanc’d, “If he frown on me, Why, be it so! but his peace shall atone;” And in troubling thine, I have lost my own. William Young.