Edwin Arlington Robinson — An Old Story

Strange that I did not know him then,        &nbsp That friend of mine! I did not even show him then        &nbsp One friendly sign; But cursed him for the ways he had        &nbsp To make me see My envy of the praise he had        &nbsp For praising me. I would have rid the earth of him        &nbsp Once, in my pride! . . . I never knew the worth of him        &nbsp Until he died.