Strange that I did not know him then. <br />That friend of mine! <br />I did not even show him then <br />One friendly sign; <br /> <br />But cursed him for the ways he had <br />To make me see <br />My envy of the praise he had <br />For praising me. <br /> <br />I would have rid the earth of him <br />Once, in my pride... <br />I never knew the worth of him <br />Until he died.<br /><br />Edwin Arlington Robinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-old-story/
