Pamela was too gentle to deceive <br />Her roses. “Let the men stay where they are,” <br />She said, “and if Apollo’s avatar <br />Be one of them, I shall not have to grieve.” <br />And so she made all Tilbury Town believe <br />She sighed a little more for the North Star <br />Than over men, and only in so far <br />As she was in a garden was like Eve. <br /> <br />Her neighbors—doing all that neighbors can <br />To make romance of reticence meanwhile— <br />Seeing that she had never loved a man, <br />Wished Pamela had a cat, or a small bird, <br />And only would have wondered at her smile <br />Could they have seen that she had overheard.<br /><br />Edwin Arlington Robinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-tree-in-pamela-s-garden/
